Then Again Maybe Not

Part of the reason my dad wanted to come to Scotland was to go visit 3 distilleries on the Island of Islay. So we left Edinburgh for Glasgow in order to fly from the smallest airport I have ever seen. We got there and had to follow a series of hallways down to this small room where the gate was. So we go to board the plane and the thing is small. I'm talking 2 seats on one side and 1 seat on the other. As if I wasn't scared enough of flying already, now I'm in this tiny plane that looks like it could blow away in the wind. Then they tell us that the weather has made us unable to fly out. Since we've got to Scotland, the weather has been great. Sunny, very little clouds and just sprinklings of rain. But today it was grey skies and gloomy weather all around. And I gather it was even worse on Islay so they delayed us for about 20 minutes. After that, they said the weather had gotten worse and to exit the plane and they'd have more information around 11am.

Around 9:30 we saw on the board that the more information time had moved to 1:40. Well, we only intended on staying on Islay from about 10am to 6pm so at this time, there wasn't really any point to try and fly out. More info at 1:40 means that we wouldn't even begin boarding at the earliest till then. That would put us onto Islay at 3:30 at the earliest. So we sadly left and came back to the hotel. Glasgow has definitely been a bust.

However, we did book 2 more plays to see in London, Les Mis & Spring Awakening. I can't wait for that! Some good news after a bleak couple of days.