Good trip. . .I made a mistake on my seat selection when I checked in on-line Friday afternoon. Got to Heathrow this morning and saw that I was seating in the middle way up front. No, no, no. Ample Friars are not made to sit in the middle. So, I told the nice lady at the counter that I had obviously made a mistake and could she help me fix it. (I may have shed a small tear. . .actually, it was sweat but I sniffed a few times and she bought it. . .). Anyway, she told me to present myself at the gate counter to see what they had available. AND! AND! She didn't charge me for my ridiculously oversized bag o'books/clothes/etc. When I got to the gate counter, another nice lady told me that the first nice lady had reassigned me to business class! And not only did I get business class, but I got all three seats on my row. . .and since we were on a British Air jet, we were served Afternoon Tea. As the Brits says, "Lovely."
And just in case I didn't get the message that God loves me best. . .I was met at the gate of the Angelicum by a young friar named Juan Carlos who insisted on hauling that 80lbs. bag of books/clothes/etc. up the stairs of the university.
Now, if only someone would bring me a scone and some tea. . .
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