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Diary of getting ready for Christmas out of home:
6:30 alarm on sleep.
6:45 turn off alarm.
6:50 get up, make coffee, check FB for the last time before departure
7:oo still on facebook, Sophia wakes up
7:05 pour cheerios and milk and back to FB
7:20 freak out that so much time was wasted on FB start trying to clean BA, kitch, LR, MB and sm BR (ie the whole house) and repack etc etc etc until..
13:00 pack car, drive 2 minutes to CMC metro station.
13:10 buy tickets, jump on train to Central Station.
13:30 get off, walk up the stairs with: 1 backpack (ea), 1 purse (for me), 1 laptop (Max), 2 suitcases stroller and Sophia.
13:40 after having walked around around a big, giant obtrusive wall arrive at bus station
14:00 get on very full Malpensa Express Bus (7 Euro ea),. The crazy driver has the heat turned up high, the radio mega loud, Max's seat is broken and slides every time the driver brakes and carbon monoxide is filling the air in the back half of the bus. Luckily I packed a PB&J, cookies (from francesca) and a juice box because Sophia (and Max) were starving and we didnt have time to pick up lunch.
15:00 nauseated, tired and hungry we arrive at Malpensa (but cant get out luggage because the door is broken) can't figure out how to get to the BA check-in.

side story: apparently BA and a couple of other airlines share the same check-in counters. The check-in screens tell you which counter number you need to go to, but an unmarked/unmanned security station blocks the view of the counters. So basically you have to ask other uninformed passengers and anyone around what you have to do/where you have to wait. finally the security opened for us and this was the scene:

2 Caribinieri (one short guy, one tall guy). SG asks for, then looks at our passports passes them on to TG. Shorty looks for us on the passenger list, TG looks at our passports in more detail (?). SG tells us to move over and calls next in line. NIL hands over her passport and TG is still looking at our passports. SG can't find NIL on passenger list and asks if she is going to London. NIL says no she is going to Russia, isn't this the Russian airlines, this is where she was told to stand (doesn't speak italian well). SG says no this is the flight for London/England this not going to Russia . Poor NIL can't figure out what is going on doesn't know where to go. Finally TG looks at SG and explain the flight is to London, the obvious thing is that SG would explain in Russian or English that BA and the Russian airlines share security/counters and her check-in doesn't open for another half hour). Instead SG turns to NIL and shouts 'Volo per IN-GHI-TER-RA!' Ahahahah what an idiot. Finally another passenger comes up and explains to the poor lady in Russian what is going on.

18:00ish...hooray we finally made it to Heathrow! Sophia wanted to take the pictures, so this is all we got: