Day one, trip four

I’m at my Holiday Inn Hotel and they are getting big stars from me. Staff have been really friendly and helpful, they’ve made a special gluten free meal and the facilities at the hotel are great.

Am I feeling any more excited? Maybe a little. Wildcard called me before and I felt sunbeams start to penetrate my morose mood a little more. Soon…soon, I will be kissing his soft lips. I can’t wait.

I haven’t been to this London Airport in over two years since the first time I travelled to see him. The last two trips have been via Spain and leaving from Manchester. Regardless, the difference is palpable. The train from London to the airport was crammed. In June last year, with advisories stating not to travel – which I ignored – the airports were ghost towns. Few people, closed shops…tomorrow’s flight will be a very different affair. I fly out at 7.15am, and am still trying to calculate when I need to get there. On one Ryanair page it says at least two hours before, on another just 1.5 hours. Decisions, decisions.

I’ve eaten and showered and now must try to sleep.

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