So once we get to the airport, we get through customs remarkably quick, and I can’t find anything to buy! (What?), not even from the benefit makeup vending machine. I haven’t worn any for 2 months, and haven’t bought any clothes but necessary items from the thrift shop to warm up in SF OR bought hair dye!!! Now those who know me best will know how big a deal that is. I am content with what I have, and happy to have minimal. Long may it last.
The flight was made bearable by in flight entertainment. 10 hrs and 4 films later, my feet feel a bit burny, and my tail is dead. This flight, btw, from Norwegian Air Shuttle, was £150!!!! I didn’t forget a nought. I was half expecting sheep and livestock to be sat in the row behind. Nope! A perfectly wonderful Boeing Dreamliner and the food wasn’t bad either. And entertainment included!! Wowee!!
A random photo below of a door hook in the airport toilet! It’s a very odd shape and looks like Pinocchio with a cucumber in his mouth.
