After two and a half years, we finally had our first foreign short holiday in Nice.
Prior to leaving, I am not sure that I was even looking forward to it. I was very nervous about flying again especially with my current health condition. I get a little claustrophobic too. I prefer aisle seats so had to pray extra for reserving seats and this is with British Airways! I had point blank refused to travel with Ryanair!!
I was waking up in cold sweats whenever I thought about the holiday.
However, I also was aware that because of me the Mhinisteir hadn’t had a holiday and that he could really do with one.
The day of our travel came and I decided to just stop thinking about the what ifs.
We went to Heathrow in a private chauffeured car which was a luxury.
Heathrow as always was chaotic. We avoided Heathrow when we lived in Scotland. But now we have no choice. It was about time we got used to the chaos of London Heathrow anyway!
The Mhinisteir didn’t appreciate the chaos and so was edgy. The staff were not professional and were constantly whining to their colleagues.
After we had cleared security, we had quite a bit of time and so decided to have a quick bite at Wagamama. Wagamama is the only good thing that has happened at Heathrow Terminal 5!
Instead of a quick bite, I had a big main course! I discovered later that it was a good idea as food/drinks are no longer complimentary on short haul British Airways flights and the options available are limited. No dairy free options for me either.
The plane journey was smooth. We had a Scottish pilot with a good sense of humour and excellent French. We also had a teeny tiny French passenger in front of us who kept us entertained.
The plane landed safely at Nice airport and we got out of the plane.
to be continued…………