My Holiday...Part Two....Still on the flight from HELL

The flight continued for about six hours and then....the captain come over the speaker...  " Ladies and gentlemen, I'm sorry to tell you this but we have a medical emergency on board and we are going to have to detour to another airport" or words to that effect! We all gasped and looked at each other in shocked disbelief. The captain continued "I'm so sorry in my twenty seven years of flying two emergencies in one flight is unheard of, I will give you more details and let you know what airport we are landing at as soon as I can."
Soooo will we land in Canada or USA? A flight from England will normally travel over Ireland, up across Greenland then down through Canada into USA along the east coast. I was thinking after six hours flying and looking at the sky map on the plane that this would be the sort of area we are heading for.
How WRONG could I be????? So after a while the captain comes back " so we are heading for Bermuda and will be landing in just over an hour"
FECKING BERMUDA!!!!!!!!!! Bermuda was so small it was not even showing on the sky map! 
So off to Bermuda we went, our already loooooong and stressed out day just got a whole lot longer!
The medical emergency was a baby with breathing issues who had used up almost all of our oxygen. Apparently you are not allowed to fly once the oxygen reaches a certain level. We land in Bermuda and paramedics come on board removing the baby who went to the ICU at the local hospital. Now we sat and waited...what would be next? Hopefully the plane would now set off for Orlando? NOOOOOOO!

The crew were now over their legal flying time, so we would be staying for a while. On the plane or off? Off it turned out, WITH all our suitcases Virgin would be paying for us to all (439 plus crew) stay in hotels around the Island. Time passed as we awaited someone to off load our luggage. This was Bermuda it was not on the Virgin list of airports.... so no land crew. It was also the middle of the night. Bermuda is a very small airport, in fact this was the first Bowing 747 to ever land here (due to the fact the runway is a little short for such a BIG plane) ... nice to know! 
In the end some baggage handlers were rounded up and all our bags moved through to the luggage hall. Next it was our turn and ....we all had to go through customs, we even got our passports stamped! They had found two customs people to do this!
Then we cued up (the first of many, many cues) our names needed to be checked of a list, they had two people doing this and this was when I first became aware of what we called the 29ers. Now the 29ers are a LARGE (29) group of people all in one party of which two are disabled. If you are disabled you get preferential treatment on flights (wheelchairs etc) my girls are disabled but I chose not to get wheelchairs as there was all ready enough going on without adding extras into the pot. BUT the 29ers they had wheelchairs and because of this ALL 29 felt they should be in front of everyone else? That included other disabled passengers and more to the point this being the middle of the night all the families with young very tired children (the 29ers are all adults). So they take up all the attention of one list ticker leaving the other one to check of the rest of us (413) I started up my protest and others joined me. I might add that by now the 'cue' was more a Rugby scum. So they found another poor sap...sorry helper to tick us off. Then we went through a hall and towards the main doors. We joined the next cue, this one was for the busses taking us to our hotels.  Another guy sitting at a desk took our name and allocated a hotel and bus. We were staying at the Hamilton Princess. Now the airport is at the top of the Island and our hotel? Well a thirty minute drive in the middle of the night. 
Once we arrived we were quickly booked in and informed that breakfast was included up to $29 each. The busses would be back at 10 o'clock in the morning to take us back to the airport and our flight would be leaving about 1:30 in the afternoon. Quick calculation the flight was about 2 hours so we would be in Orlando by mid afternoon. (Boy do I wish THAT had been true)
By now it was gone 2 o'clock in the morning and exhaustion was coming up on us fast.

The room was beautiful and as far as we could tell so was the hotel!
Up early in the morning as we were by now pretty hungry, remember we had breakfast in London, crisps on the plane and....well that was it in 24 hours. So we had the most beautiful breakfast and then went for a walk around the hotel, a guy was removing the flags a big storm was coming in! Oh, how FUN! 

Now apart from being a beautiful hotel it also has some amazing art work

Getting on for 10 o'clock and time for the busses we returned to the hotel but on our way was informed the the busses were now coming at 11 o'clock, so we ask at the desk and over the next ....how ever long it was we were told 10 o'clock...11 o'clock.....10 o'clock....11 o'clock...12 o'clock ....no 10 o'clock ....no 11 o'clock so we thought we would go for a walk! Then as we headed out of the door a receptionist came running after us...the busses had arrived. (It was just gone 10 o'clock). We had a lovely trip back to the airport I think Bermuda could well be a very nice Island AND they drive on the correct side of the road as this is a British  
overseas territory.

So there we are back at Bermuda airport, but we still have a way to go yet!