We seemed to spend most of a snowy January day in some sort of queue waiting our turn, or whatever, to take off from Prague for London. We got deiced (or something) a couple of times, watched a movie and drank all the booze that was offered then the announcement that there would be a slot for us in a couple of minutes or we could go back to the terminal building for more food etc. He went on to say that the First Officer thought we should take a vote "But I am the captain and only my vote counts, we are going to London", everyone cheered and we were on our way!