Return to Dust – 7 years on
“The 2010 eruptions of
Eyjafjallajökull - Iceland caused
enormous disruption to air travel across western and northern Europe over an
initial period of six days in April 2010.”
© Wikipedia
The other day I found my diary and drawings . . . at the time
I was 5,969 miles away in HK trying to get home with BBC colleagues Laura, Tom and Chris.
At last the final flight: Home |
PART
FIVE Wednesday 21 April
It feels odd to wake up again in a bed, on a different continent.
After
breakfast and the bonds of email we headed over to the airport to discover we
have all been confirmed on a flight to London this evening.
Euphoria and
incredulity felt in the same moment.
Then the alternative planning in case the
flight is cancelled. So we are closer but still very far away.
Hannover Airport Wurst Central |
Hannover Waiting for our call |
Afternoon: We are aboard BD 808 to
Heathrow Terminal 1.
Homeward bound for sure, four of the one
hundred and fifty British nationals (according to Tom who saw it on the BBC
World News) stranded in Europe. That’s enough people to fill seven hundred and
fifty Airbus 330s. In the warm spring sun we walk across the tarmac to board
the small, shiny and perfectly formed 47-seater Embraer ERJ-145. Relieved.
Our lives are easily fractured.
Certainty is unwittingly violated by the natural order of things and the
fallout from Iceland’s volcanoes will continue.
FOOT NOTE
I end this post on my blog with Thom Gunn's poem
‘Man, you gotta go.'
At worst, one is in motion; and at
best,
Reaching no absolute, in which to rest,
One is always nearer by not keeping
still.
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