Au revoir

I don't think I've ever felt this sad to catch a plane. Usually, by the end of a holiday I'm ready to come home. To return to the comfort and familiarity of home, the routine of work, the company of family and friends. This time I'm not ready. Not at all.

My flight leaves Heathrow at 11:25am. I decided to get to the airport as early as possible and then relax there. I'll be able to use the Singapore Airlines lounge. I woke at my usual 5:00 and had my coffee while reading the social media feeds. Because the hotel is so close to the Picadilly line it made sense just to catch the underground. I was on the train by 7:00. The last carriage was only half full.

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Getting out at Terminal 2. 

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The check in and security processes were quite quick. Walking to the gates and lounges however, seemed to take forever. But I'm here now. I had a good breakfast and now it's just a matter of waiting. 

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Looking back, I made a list (of course): 

  • 36 days (38 by the time I get home) 
  • 7000+ photos
  • 7 flight legs
  • 7 intercity train journeys
  • 11 hotels/apartments
  • 0 delays
  • 0 cancellations
  • 0 booking stuff ups
  • +10 kilos of books and other purchases
  • +2-3 kilos of me (too many full English breakfasts, morning teas and pints)
  • Countless memories

Au revoir England. See you again very soon, I hope. ❤️

England and Scandinavia 2016Ian BarberEngland, Thoughts, London, UKComment