Ed Tappenden gets used to driving our People Mover, and I'm initially frowning. Hang on — he flies planes!!! Why am
I worried?
3 July (or is it the 4 July?)
I’m showing off how — typing this from Singapore. Tried Facebook — and end up chatting with
Leanne Marshall at 12.45 in the morning (her time!!!)
4 July Some-un-Godly-Hour - Arrive Munich Airport
So get this. We are customers paying a significant sum
flying 5 people across the world.
Correct? Well, tell me what other
industry throws their customers out of their comfortable seats, turfs them into
an unfamiliar building, subjects them to an hour-and-a-half of queuing and security checks, then finally files them back
into their seats dragging the luggage which they were required to haul with
them — for no real reason than to change the people servicing the
customers? Uh oh - I feel another letter
coming on……
Here’s a message and
thanks to the security lady who scanned our luggage: I hope your period finishes soon.
4 July 8.50am - Arrive Manchester Airport
Oooooooh, it’s big. I feel such a hick. There are MASSES of people and cars
everywhere. I felt a bit cheeky, so we
went through the “EU Residents” section at immigration. When we got to the front of the queue, we
were told to go to the OTHER immigration section - AT
THE FRONT OF THE QUEUE!! Score!!!!!!!!
But the next in line (the couple we effectively pushed in front of)
weren’t too impressed, as we’d just saved ourselves a 2-hour immigration
wait. Can’t blame ‘em, really.
There are no free airport
trolley’s and we have no UK
coins. We drag our entire belongings for
the next 7 weeks to the Hertz rental office.
Getting our car was harder work than emptying an elephant’s bowel
cavity. At least we had a free upgrade
Ford I-MAX and the kid’s seats were there.
Off to Dunfermline
and a 5-hour car journey. Thank goodness
for our portable DVD player..
4 July 3pm GMT — Arrive Dunfermline !!!!
| Minutes after our arrival (click to enlarge) |
5 July - Rest Day, Shopping Day
Drove past Rosyth Dockyard
on the way to our supply run. Gosh,
it’s been stripped. Don’t know how
they’re going to build these new
carriers. The large cranes
are gone. At the moment, the old
underground oil tanks are being demolished.
These were oil tanks that were built, then covered by tones of earth to
hide them, The planners even went so far
as to graze sheep on top of them!!
We have our supplies now,
and I am in Junk Food Heaven. Delicious
morsels of malnutrition that I have thoroughly missed; Pot Noodles,
Monster Munches, Hoola Hoops. I also
hear tale (from my brother Glyn) of an enormous “King Kebab Special” that
requires my investigation. It’s
essentially a pizza folded in half, and stuffed with mouth-watering lamb doner
kebab meat. Ohhh, mmmmm…...

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