Regular breakdowns at Copenhagen Airport

This was the weekend, we went to celebrate my Dad, Erik's, 60th birthday and his retirement.

Usually we return back to the UK on a Sunday evening but this time we thought we would like to utilize the entire weekend and thus fly back on the Monday morning.

Oh what a mistake. Although we thoroughly enjoyed Sunday evening with a picnic in a park, the relaxed feeling was somewhat offset with the stress of Monday morning at the airport...

This time we flew with Sterling Airways from terminal 2. Before we entered the airport terminal, we could see the orange screens, and all the people through the sliding doors. At first I thought orange = EasyJet and people = charter holidays which equals = not my problem!

What a mistake. The entire building was full of people waiting to check-in with Sterling. Initially we tried to maneouvre down to the end of the queue in the other end of the building but eventually we just stepped into the queue somewhere. This later turned out to be the general plan as people generally proclaimed the situation to be a state of emergency....

As usual there was very little communication and what was even more worrying was that the message that was broadcasted was a pre-recording... They seem to be used to the situation??

Eventually after 90 minutes of queueing we were checked in, only to re-iterate the exercise at the security gate. Here people were now coming to the conclusion that all flights but theres would be delayed and thus most people had an average of 6 - 20 minutes to board the plane and thus they should be in the front of the queue. No worries, we did the same....

Besides from all this there was some PSIP (Potentially Self-Important Person) on the plane as we boarded from gate B1. this gate is located at the ground floor, away from all fingers and passport controls.
We sat waiting in a row of chairs facing a speakers chair. When we got to Gatwick we were welcomed by a row of limousines picking of the passenger (could not see whom because of the wing).

The only lesson to be learned is: As staff was walking around the airport announcing that people to this and that destination now had to come forward in the queue, you may as well sit down at Cafe Karen Blixen and enjoy breakfast whilst watching the farce around you until your destination gets preference....