Countries, Flying

The Best airport in the UK

And when you call yourself the Best then you need to follow through and be named the Best airport in the UK.

Belfast was early to the party in the UK to follow the global convention of naming airports after hometown heroes.

Belfast City’s being football great George Best.

With only John Lennon in Liverpool and Robin Hood in Doncaster Sheffield (a steal from Nottingham surely?) participants.

Of course that’s a different subject which we’ve been tracked before, championing Billy Connolly for Glasgow and Sean Connery for Edinburgh.

And Bono for Dublin in the Republic of Ireland.

Belfast boys

Dragon time: Game of Thrones in Belfast

For the week that’s in it though we’re celebrating another Irish city, Belfast and its airport.

Which we were only too happy to divert to from Edinburgh at the start of our 13 years odyssey in Ireland.

For our family holiday to Mallorca.

And if those circumstances arose again, and we can only hope, then we’d gladly swap airports from Edinburgh to Belfast.

Because Belfast’s average delays (12 and a half minutes) are the shortest of any in the UK.

With Liverpool John Lennon 13 minutes and 24 seconds.

From Edinburgh to London

Pray for me: For no delays

My local airport, Edinburgh’s (21 minutes and 48 seconds) are among the longest.

The worst culprit is Gatwick at 27 minutes behind schedule last year.

Where I have suffered with Ryanair.

Although there is recourse for financial and/or accommodation compensation with all airlines if delays become too lengthy.

Of course, all delays disrupt your travel plans, particularly if you’ve onward flights.

Texan travels

Drink up: You’ll be here a while

Spare a thought then for the poor couple beside me on in the queue on the flight back from Dallas, Texas to London.

With the American Airlines flight delayed so long that the couple lost their connection from London.

And the onward flight from London to Glasgow and on to Austria.

What made it worse was that it was their honeymoon.

Little help from our friends

He’s got Styles: Harry Styles

Of course, we are all fellow travellers on this life’s journey and where you see someone in trouble then you should help out.

And so I advised the couple who were thinking of hiring a car from London to Glasgow.

To consider a National Express coach instead.

We exchanged details so I could hear how they got on but never heard back.

I trust they got over to awesome Austria and back to Texas.

All things considered my odyssey to get back to Edinburgh and then the last train to North Berwick was small beer.

My travel being disrupted by a Harry Styles concert at Murrayfield which brought my aircoach to a standstill.

Best in the business

Benchmark: Belfast with my boy

All of which brings us back to the airports that keep delays to a minimum.

And maybe I’m being a bit too ethereal here but there has to be something in the fact that the airports that score best have a guardian angel looking over them.

With the Best airport in the UK named after the fleet-footed Belfast boy George Best.

Who ironically was known for his lateness which I experienced in my own time in Aberdeen, and no-shows.

But that was another story and George was well worth the wait.

 

 

 

America, Countries, Music, UK

Meat Loaf, Vegas and a life in the fast lane

Marvin Lee Aday truly is a sinner before the gates of heaven, but I’d back him to get around St Peter with tales of Meat Loaf, Vegas and a life in the fast lane.

Old rocker Marvin was known as Meat from an early age.

And that is the name he answered to Meat Loaf, Vegas and a life in the fast laneof course through his adult life and fame.

And that is how Northern Irishman and editor Martin was invited to address the rock legend, who passed away this week aged 74, when they met in Vegas.

Now obviously I would have loved to have been a bystander.

The Whip-Its: Rattling out 70s and 80s standards in Harrahs in Vegas

As Meat invited Mart to party the night away in Sin City.

And not least because as large as Meat was Mart is certainly more of the greyhound variety.

As our party in Las Vegas found out when he dangled mid-air on the Slotzilla zipline across Fremont Street in Downtown Vegas.

And had to be rescued… there was not a dry eye in the house!

Meat you in Vegas

All in: Bandanaman in Vegas

Meat was, of course, no stranger to Vegas… in fact they were made for each other.

In fact the larger-than-life rocker from Dallas, Texas played there right up to near the end of his career.

Meat’s stories were the stuff of legend and he cheated death on three occasions.

Which I dare say was more than JR Ewing.

Meat ran off the road, in a car not a bike like the hero of his famous Bat of Hell song, while he also had heart problems on stage.

And then he was hit by a 12lbs shot putt by the Dallas champion.

No taste

Larger than life: Meat Loaf

It was though in Reading, England at the popular music festival that our paths almost met.

Meat was playing there in 1988 across the road from where I was working.

When a punter filled his plastic bottle with his urine and hurled it on stage towards the rocker.

And hit him squarely on the nose and broke it.

Brave (and pretty grotty) fella.

Now Meat sang about the Lord’s place (Heaven Can Wait) and the Devil’s gaff (Bat out of Hell).

But it was here on Earth that he made his biggest splash.

And it’s here we toast Meat Loaf, Vegas and a life in the fast lane.