Worst Airport Experience: Heathrow

My specialty Danish beer I was carrying for Martin got confiscated by security. With only fifteen minutes left to connect, I stifled all objections and fumed through the rest of the security process. Despite the fact that our plane was boarding, they would not let us jump the queue. When we finally cleared security, five minutes before departure, we learned from the Air Canada counter that our boarding gate was 20 minutes away. Sprinting through Heathrow is apparently a common occurence amongst connecting travellers, an activity which I never care to repeat. Our unfortunate luggage, lacking legs, could not accomplish the same feat. We received our luggage the next day, eight hours later than they promised. I pin the donkey tail on Heathrow. Grrr!!