Delays

Wednesday 8th December

We are off to snorkel with Manta rays today, which means an early start. By early I mean we have to meet at 9:15. Its currently 8:37 and we are supposed to have breakfast first, the husband is of course still getting showered. He will only have himself to blame when my hangry self sets in.

I realised that I went steaming straight into my holiday before telling you about the stressful journey we had to get here.

I know that literally the entire world has had a stressful year or so to say the least and I am by no means belittling anyone else’s experiences but I needed this break. Work has been a nightmare, my mental health has been affected and the week before our holiday, I lost my beautiful friend, which I am not quite ready to write about yet.

Our flight was due to depart Heathrow at 14:55. I generally like to get the airport early anyway, I feel happier once I’ve dropped my bags off and the only thing I need to worry about then is getting to the gate in time. Me being me and hating to be late for anything insisted we got to the airport with plenty of time to spare. We were supposed to arrive 2 hours before our flight, but I insisted on booking our taxi at 10:30, I couldn’t be in the house for too long without my Toby.
The journey to Heathrow is usually just over an hour, of course there was traffic on the M25 and we arrived at…