FRA -> LHR -> HKG

(written 2008-01-12)
What can I write about that day? My bags were already packed, so there was nothing terribly important to do. My grandma came over for lunch, and after that we drove to the airport. Nobody really enjoyed it, not even me. We said good bye and I went through the security gate. (My laptop was screened for traces of explosives!) The plane took off and I was on my way to my new life. End of day.

(written earlier)
London Heathrow airport is a huuuge confusing maze. You need to take the bus from one terminal to another, they won't tell you the gate number until a few minutes before boarding begins, and there is no free Internet there. Not that I have seen any in Frankfurt, but that was only two hours away from my last login, so I could handle it. Hong Kong has a few terminals, but London? Nope.