TWO READERS HAVE BEEN TO CARDIFF AIRPORT RECENTLY
Poor them. They both stopped to take photos of the arcades, though, seeing as they have SEGA signs outside them. It is nice to inspire this sort of misplaced enthusiasm. Perhaps, one day, one of our readers will actually take a high-ranking member of Sony Europe hostage and send us their fingers one by one!
It’s also nice that people are enjoying Cardiff Airport in some way.
“This caught my eye at Cardiff Airport on the way to Edinburgh – two arcades in the airport. The first with Sega Rally in, and the second with ManxTT and OutRun2. Awesome.”
“My missus did seem to think that the Wii release of Samba de Amigo was all fresh and exciting and that. I would have kicked the arse out of making the point that the Dreamcast was about about half a billion years before its time, but frankly I could have done without the hassle for the rest of the day. Take it easy!”
This one came in from a separate source. A man called “Daniel” gives us a slightly wider angle. This does not make us want to go anywhere near Cardiff Airport.
filed in Uncategorized on Sep.18, 2008
September 18th, 2008 on 1:54 pm
The problem with flying out of Cardiff airport of course being that there’s a 1 in 1000 chance you’ll fly into The Rift and never actually be seen again.
DAMN IT TORCHWOOD, FIX IT ALREADY
September 18th, 2008 on 5:02 pm
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September 18th, 2008 on 5:30 pm
What a well informed missus. Samba De Amigo is always fresh and exciting.
Also: What’s wrong with the ceiling in Cardiff?
September 18th, 2008 on 6:17 pm
I don’t think I’ll bother with the next lot of Torchwood. It’s all been shit.
September 18th, 2008 on 7:10 pm
Torchwood: It’s Welsh and it’s gay, just like Mr T (Davies).
September 18th, 2008 on 10:06 pm
UKR IRC channel again!:
irc://dalnet/UKP
Got games, tv listings, imdb, quotes and…oh….cunts.
September 19th, 2008 on 3:49 pm
Two cunts. One of which might be a bot.
September 19th, 2008 on 4:39 pm
BonBot
September 22nd, 2008 on 2:35 am
I used to work at Cardiff Airport. Being sucked into the Rift would be welcome, as you’re more likely to be sucked into Barry while trying to find your way to the airport.
Still, down where they used to recharge the baggage trucks, the handlers had a ‘lounge’ with a smoking table… in that it was a table everyone gathered around to smoke. The ashtray was about the size of a wok, and was stacked almost a foot high with fag ends and ash. (they never emptied it… or they did, but it built up again that quickly)
Also, whoever ran the arcades had a sense of humour, as the arcade before you went through security had the ‘land an airliner’ arcade game-sim thing. So, before your flight, you could pretend to crash and kill yourself.
The stain on the ceiling is likely someone projectile-vomiting Brains SA before their flight to Corfu.