The Name Change - London, England
Becky| October 9, 2006 1:54 am
We originally had planned on only spending 10 days in the U.K. There was no particular reason, just a number in my head, but we bought tickets from Ryan Air (a discount airline kind of like Southwest but a bit worse) with those dates in mind. With the Haggis tour we were going to be there 14 days and the tickets needed to be changed. Because of heavy fees to change the date of the return flight, it was cheaper to just buy a whole new ticket. Chris took care of it and I assumed that there were no problems until last night while printing out our e-tickets, he looked at me with a long pause and said, “Um, I accidentally put the wrong name on the tickets.” “What do you mean ?” I asked. “I put my last name as your last name”, he returned. What???? We aren’t married. That isn’t the name on my passport. They aren’t going to let me on the plane. I was a bit pissed. He went on to explain he was sorry and that he didn’t know why he did it aside from the fact that he loves me and thinks of us as a family and it just accidentally happened. AARRGGHH. He tried to rectify the situation last night, but customer service sucks over here and it was going to cost a fee to even be able to talk to a customer service representative. So, we decided that we would just have to get to the airport earlier (we were already going to be getting up at 3 A.M. to just make it there for our 7:20 A.M. flight because of the need to take a bus to Stansted that is sooo far away) to fix it.
Bleary eyed, I approached the ticket counter. The agent tried not to smile as Chris told the story while I stood there not amused. I think he was even on his side, but still what was his reply? “You will have to pay a fee to fix that.” And how much was the fee you ask? 45 pounds!!! That is 90 bucks to change my name back to MY name. OMG that fee is actually more than the cost of the second plane
ticket which was 38.96 pounds. It might have in the end been cheaper to change the original tickets that had my REAL last name them. Silly Chris’s and their upsetting Becky’s. But, what are you gonnna do? I still wanted to leave the U.K. and head back to a real bed and real house in Germany. C’ est la vie right? 
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