Back at the airport

Standing on the platform by people in black suits meant that Ali an I in our matching bright blue snow suits stood out like a sore thumb, everyone kept staring at us. To be honest we need look like we are on route to Antarctica.

When booking the train route we didn't think about the fact we would be lugging luggage trough central London in rush hour while boiling up. It's very rare you go to the end of the line on the tube, but we did. I even found out they get cleaned at the end of the line.

We are now sat in heathtow and guess what, one hour delay but it's a good time to start our guests itinerary. They had better appreciate this, just call me lonely planet.