Flying again

After morning services (which it seemed all of the women skipped since those running things aren’t going to count us anyway) and breakfast, a friend and I headed back in the direction of Camberley.

We were running late enough that she drove straight to Heathrow. My flight of course was then delayed. Figures doesn’t it?

Asked the airlines about changing to the Frankfurt flight – no dice.

By the time I arrived in Stuttgart, I barely  had enough time to catch the S-bahn to the train station and the last train to Heidelberg.

Would you believe that I was wiped when I finally got home?


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