Angry Arab in London. The pilot on the plane to London was very annoying. He liked to listen to himself talk: he assumed that there was political significance to everything he said. Even when he informed passengers that they had a choice of beef or pasta, he made it sound that he was presenting them with the greatest moral dilemma that they have ever faced. And then he added--I kid you not with a very serious tone--that he wanted to discuss some issues of "international law." He then proceeded to tell us to avoid congregating near the bathrooms. I did not know that this has become an international legal issues. Next time I wait in line on a plane, I may take the matter of long delays and dirty bathrooms to the International Court of Justice--or maybe to the Hariri International Court once it takes off. Custom officials singled out one man for through searching: a Pakistani man. He was most kind and nice--I stood and watched the process--while the custom official was most rude and inconsiderate. London needs to be closed off for a year and just cleaned and washed thoroughly. And no, I don't find the traditional London cabs to be cute. Not cute at all. And I can't believe that somebody wrote a letter to the Economist defending Heathrow airport. I mean Heathrow can be a pleasant experience if you are on acid. The person next to me was very nice: one of those people who as soon she/he sits down, they introduce themselves to you. That was fine and she was very polite: but when she started to ask me questions and make conversation while I was VISIBLY reading, I started to get annoyed. In fairness to her, she would preface her interruptions by saying: I know that you are reading, but let me ask you this...I knew at that point that I would be better off asleep.