Back to Marrakesh

This post is out of sequence:

So Easyjet put us all on a bus and send the 200 people to a local hotel for diner and sleep promising a flight at 10am the next morning. We needed to rebook our London-NYC flight since it departs London at 7am. They sent all 200 of us to a hotel that they had not bothered to call to let know that we were coming. They were not prepared for us. They did not have cribs for infants or internet or phones for us. Someone at the front desk took pity on us and allowed us to change our flight on the hotel computer at 3am after they had finished booking everyone in. We re-booked British Airways for the last flight (7pm) the next day and had Laurel's mom re-book our NYC-Chicago flight so that we could meet our exchange student on time. The total cost of the changes was probably around $3600 but we were happy to have a working plan to get out and not leave our student stranded in Chicago. We were herded back onto the airport bus at 7am after 3 hours sleep.

We arrived at the airport to find that our flight had been delayed by 2 hours!!! Deja Vu,

We had no working phone but the people pictured above let us use theirs and helped us in every way possible. They were brilliant. Just like the day before the plane was repeatedly delayed by 2 hours. Finally at 2pm the plane actually showed up and was available for the flight. It was just possible now that we could make it but we would have to cross London from Stanstead to Heathrow in 2 hours at rush hour including going through customs, immigration, checkin security and getting to our gate at Heathrow. I'm not a pessimist, but my grasp of reality did not leave me hopeful.