The Longest Day
The good people at Thomson neglected to let any of us know that they had postponed our flight home from Goa by 24hrs.
Just getting to the airport was a bit of an ordeal as the sun was very up by the time we eventually rolled back to the hotel...a few hours later, hungover and seedy, with minimum air con in the back of a mini Hiace, barrelling along the skinny and twisty roads really wasn't much fun.
When we finally arrived a Thomson rep broke the news, but luckily with just half an hour to spare I managed to get the last seat on the far superior Jet Airways plane; the only downside was a tedious eight hour stopover in Mumbia, where I at least managed to eventually get a cheap room and slept away the hangover.
I got into Heathrow at 7am this morning and am on my way to Luton for the afternoon flight to Dortmund.
I think i'll be skipping tonights welcoming party.