Blue Islands

Today was all about the usual apprehension around leaving, and of course the panic packing, and the desire (that only bubbles up to the surface on these occasions) for a new wardrobe and a personal stylist.

Then the flight was delayed. Quite a lot. It was hot in the plane and with that and a mask, I was struggling to stifle irrational panic. Then when I got to Bristol I was misdirected to the car rental office, to add to my lateness and today’s step count. Eventually doubled back to the rental shuttle bus that the person I asked omitted to mention!

Anyways, some dark, winding country lanes later, and I am now at friend R’s, revived by a strong cuppa! Time for zzzzzzzzz!