A gas station burrito would be preferable to the shite they fed me on Air Canada last week. AND I had to change planes in Montreal on the way to NY, collecting my bags and going through security and everything all over again (what, security at Heathrow isn't secure enough?) with barely an hour between flights. They were ever so helpful in the airport - no signs to tell you where to go, check-in staff who tell you that you "might" make your connecting flight, and security staff telling you not to get stressed when you're in danger of missing a connection on a journey that's already over 9 hours long.

I guess it serves me right for emigrating.