So unfortunately, my time in Tromso had come to an end and it was time to say goodbye to an incredible country. Although it was short, my time in Tromso was amazing and I hope to come back some time in the future. We woke up, had breakfast then headed to the airport for our first of 3 flights as we would be making our way South to Madrid . The whole day would be spent at airports or on a plane, so nothing too exciting. Our first flight was at 10:30am and we would finally arrive in Madrid at 11:25pm. After breakfast we got a bus to Tromso airport arriving at about 8:30am, giving us plenty of time to check-in and go through customs. Being a small airport, it wasn’t long before we were sitting at our gate waiting to board. Once we finally boarded it was just under 2 hours before we landed in Oslo, Norway.
We landed in Oslo at 12:25pm and our second flight was from Oslo to Amsterdam and wasn’t until 4:30pm so we had quite a bit of time to kill. We tried to kill time by watching movies however time was going by slowly. Our flight from Oslo to Amsterdam was just over 2 hours so we would land at about 6:30pm giving us enough time to cross the airport, pass through customs and check-in for our 8:30 flight from Amsterdam to Madrid. Waiting in an airport is one of the worst ways to spend time whilst travelling however it does mean that you’re on your way to a different country which is always an exciting feeling. After what seemed liked ages our flight was finally up on the departure board and it was now less than 2 hours until our flight. I kept checking the board in the hope that it would be time to board but instead it was the opposite.
Whilst waiting for your flight and checking the departure board one of the worst things to see is ‘Delayed’. Our 4:30pm flight had now been delayed by 30 minutes and was now scheduled for 5pm. The ‘plenty of time’ we had to get off one flight and onto the next had just taken a hit. Nevertheless 90 minutes should still be enough, so we weren’t too worried. By the time boarding began our flight had been delayed by a further 10 minutes, not ideal but we were still optimistic we’d still make our flight. Finally, we had boarded and were ready to take off or so we thought. We were sat in our seat for at least 20 minutes while it seemed the plane was being hosed down for whatever reason. With each passing minute the nerves began to grow, there was nothing we could but pass the time on the flight.
We landed in Amsterdam at approximately 7:50pm, giving us 30 minutes to get off the plane, pick up our luggage and cross the airport to check-in for our final flight. It was going to be very tight. We got off the plain and headed to the luggage carousel and just our luck, our luggage was one of the last to come through. As soon as we picked up our luggage, we bolted for the departure terminal. With each passing second our chances of making the flight were diminishing. We reached the check-in ran up to the desk, handed in our boarding passes and passports in the hope it wasn’t too late. We were told that our luggage would not reach the plane in time which unfortunately meant we had missed our flight.
Now that we had missed our flight, we had to work out what to do. We had to book another flight, it wasn’t ideal however there was nothing we could do. Because we missed the last flight of the night the next flight to Madrid wasn’t until 7:30am. This meant we had 11 hours until our flight, but the worst part is that we would be sleeping at the airport. After the near sleepless night I had at the airport in Dubai it was something I definitely wasn’t looking forward to. Because we couldn’t check in we weren’t able to sleep in the departure lounge, we had to find somewhere quiet to spend the night, somewhere slightly comfortable. After cancelling our accommodation that we had booked for the night in Madrid and checking our luggage into storage we prepared for the inevitable, another sleepless night at the airport. Every time I got to sleep I ended up waking up 30 minutes – 1 hour later, and this went on until about 4am.
We woke up at about 4am, well I can’t really say we woke up when we never really got to sleep. I said this in Dubai, and I’ll say it again, I never want to have to sleep in an airport again. It is so uncomfortable however the only upside was that it didn’t cost us anything. Although it was free it’s safe to say I would of much to stay in a hotel. We went an picked up our luggage and checked it in then went through customs. We had a couple of hours until our flight, so we got some much-needed breakfast and a little rest. It wasn’t long before we were finally on the plane and on our way to Madrid. Even though I was so tired I couldn’t get any sleep on the plane as has been the case on every flight I’ve been on. After 2 and a half hours we finally touched down in Madrid. Although the last 24 hours had not gone to plan it was certainly an experience. In the future I’ll allow more than 2 hours between flights and where possible avoid 3 flights on the same day.