Arriving at the airport was a largely efficient process – a little to efficient actually as a yellow blazered porter met us, collected one of our cases and lead us, at break neck speed through miles of airport corridor. Excitement and adrenalin from our impromptu workout took over as we landed, and any thoughts of jetlag were forgotten until we got to the hotel and made the mistake of sitting down as we waited for our rooms to get sorted.
View from Mum and Dads Hotel Room Window
The first impressions (from what we can see through the mist) is not only how tall the building are here but also how thin. Many of them seem to be made out of upended Stickle Bricks or single Lego pieces piled on top of each other. Oh and that things in our hotel are quite expensive. The £5 pint gave my Dad inevitable heart palpitations.
Now to get cleaned up and ready to hit the town…or at least go for a quiet stroll.
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