Next morning my alarm went off at 7:30 to the tune of Dolly Parton 9-5 (just because I am a classy guy) and we sprang out of bed...ish. Full s***, shower and shave and we were full of smiles and on our way to the airport. Took just under two hours to get to Heathrow. We went to find the check in desk and there wasn't one. We had to check in at a machine. It scanned our passports and took our flight details and that was a two minute job. Then we took our bags to...

Started the day with goodbyes from the in-laws at stupid o'clock in the morning as for some reason I had work the day I was going traveling. Anyway, backpack in tow I set off for my last day at the office for some 183 days, but who's counting. After a bloody boring day at work I got changed and ran to the station to get the 5:25 train to London town. I was meeting our Sarah there and sure enough she was there with a proper cheesy excited grin waiting for me....