The adventure begins

Taxi pickup at 2:30 pm to get to airport in plenty of time for 6:20 flight even allowing for the much-reported Security delays. We’d booked the Lounge in Terminal 1 to help pass the time till our flight showed up on the Departures board and we’d also arranged reduced-mobility assistance which helped a lot with queue-jumping.

The flight was uneventful apart from having to call the stewardess to ask the guy beside me (not Carl, obviously, to put on a mask. Thankfully, Ryanair didn’t play their silly fanfare when we landed on time in Porto despite a delay leaving Dublin.

Mobility assistance at the airport was superb and we raced through passport control and so on. Ana, our Airbnb host arranged a chauffeured transfer. Our driver treated us to a non-stop commentary about all the places of interest on the way. Ana had also booked a table for us in a beautiful restaurant right beside where we’re staying.

A great start, so, until … a scary drama involving Dublin Shooter being unable to get out of our bedroom, frantic phone calls with Ana who’d earlier landed in Accra (Ghana!), failed attempts to contact an emergency locksmith and finally a full call-out of fire brigade and police to gain Dublin Shooter’s release from captivity.

Quite a start to the holiday!

(The bedroom ceiling is dramatically papered in the apartment. I spent some time staring up at it as I waited to be released.)