Disembarkation. Our flight from Heathrow to Atlanta departs at 1:25pm giving us plenty of time. Still: I wanted to leave plenty of margin for problems, so I booked a private car from Gunwharf Executive Travel to take us from Southampton, and we kept our luggage with us on the last night so we could do walk-off shortly after the ship was cleared by Customs + Immigration.
Did I mention I discovered I could control the stateroom from within the Celebrity app? What better time to figure this out than the final hour of a 14 day cruise. 😐


It’s over:

Walk-off was a breeze – basically no line – contrary to our experience in January. I WhatsApp’d the driver, he told me where to stand, and then pulled up within a few minutes and we were off to Terminal 3.
Funny thing about Terminal 3. As we were on the road toward the airport, we received an alert that T3 had a water break and some flooding, and that it wasn’t accepting car traffic at this time. Our driver’s plan was to take us to Terminal 5 instead, which I expect would’ve worked fine, but after some back-and-forth with Claude we opted for the Hatton Cross Underground Station instead. From there it’s one tube stop to the station for Terminals 2 and 3. Using Hatton Cross avoided Heathrow traffic altogether.
Waiting for the train. It was crowded and we had luggage, so it was divide and conquer.

Made it to Heathrow, flying Delta today:

Clearing security was easy. I couldn’t recall if the UK does exit interviews like Schengen; they do not. We now had lots of time on our hands.
Sherri and I hit up the Centurion lounge for breakfast and coffee.

It was a little early for an ice cream.

The rest is mundane travel. Our flight was a little delayed, they made up a little time in the air, it felt endless regardless, and then we landed in Atlanta. It’s an odd new process Delta has for international connecting flights. There’s a lot of staff along the walk from the plane to immigration, and you don’t have to claim and recheck your bag. Overall pretty nice.
With plenty of time before our ATL->RDU flight, my son and I did the walk from terminal E to our gate, which…. I kid you not… was A1, about as far away as you can get. We booked some good steps, though, and it helped keep us awake. The flight home was uneventful, as was the Uber.
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