Barn

So it was the usual final day tradition today. Off to the Barn first thing to stock up on coffee for coming home. I'd been there every day anyway, but I got a last coffee and a kilo of beans.

We left in plenty of time to get to the airport half an hour early, but it didn't quite pan out like that. Works on the line meant the express train wasn't going from Alexanderplatz so we had to change trains a couple of times. The language barrier and the fact it involved areas I'd never been to made it pretty complicated, as did the fact I was ushering a group of sixty around and one of them kept wandering off and vanishing.

Still we got there, but only with ten minutes to spare before the gate closed. Still we made the plane, made it home and I'm almost relaxed now.