Home time, and last breakfast but I was pleased to head home, back to a world where people do not stop, point, laugh and take pictures of diversity. I always find tours hilarious because it’s very much a group until you get to the final airport and then it’s everyone for themselves. Ali and I wanted to sit next to each other for the first time on the holiday, and 48 people were not getting in my way.
We had yet another delay (story of the trip), and then landed in Heathrow like zombies. Unfortunately we missed our coach so had the get a later one back to Bristol, to pick up the rats, and then back to Exeter. Home sweet home.
We had yet another delay (story of the trip), and then landed in Heathrow like zombies. Unfortunately we missed our coach so had the get a later one back to Bristol, to pick up the rats, and then back to Exeter. Home sweet home.
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