I glided back to the immi dude and showed him the docs letter, but he wouldn't budge. I had to fly out of the country then come back in.
I was given a 'chapperone' to make sure I didn't do a runner whilst the BA reps busied themselves trying to get me onto a flight I really didn't wanna get on, I wa still very shaken by the whole thing. Not to mention having to phone my mum and tell her the story.
So the BA reps got back to me, "Ok, you have a flight to Vientianne in 7 hours"....that got cancelled, "Ok, you have a flight to Pnohm Phen at midday tomorrow....that got cancelled...."right, you have a flight to KL, tommorow evening"

I boarded it with aid of a couple of the Xanax after spending nearly 36 hours in the airport.


Don't wanna go through that shite again really.

Anyone ever got the train back to Blighty before?