Last week we finally sat down and booked our trip to New York for the end of May. We have been thinking about it for a long time, and I have been dreaming about it for even longer. So once the booking was confirmed and the trip had been paid - what a joy!! Oh the feeling when a dream comes true! I smiled when I opened the confirmation email, I smiled when I started whistling the song New York, New York, I smiled over dinner, I smiled at the supermarket.... I kept smiling. And adding stuff to the list of things I want to do ad see. The big apple - I'm coming!
Then yesterday evening it dawned on me that not only we're flying from Heathrow Terminal 5, but that we are also flying British Airways. Shock!! It feels like the Atlantic ocean is getting bigger and bigger and New York is silently drifting away from me... I'll have to talk to Oliver.
My bad luck with past flights is not to be underestimated: 2 flights missed, 1 flight cancelled, 1 flight nearly cancelled due to an attempted terrorist attack (the one with liquids), 1 major delay due to fog, 1 major delay due to technical faults with the main air radar in northern Italy, 2 baggage delays. Am I flying too much or is there something wrong out there?!?
Ah, yes, I do live on an island.
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