Home sweet home

October 14, 2009 9:15 PM

A fairly early start today as we've got to make our way across a couple of thousand miles since our holiday has come to an end and the loom of work and a life more ordinary beckons on the horizon.

Once we get up and finalise the packing we go and get our final breakfast of the holiday courtesy of the hotel. I for sure make the most of the food and the view but alas time is short and by 10.30 AM we are waiting in reception for the coach to pick us up from the hotel and to ferry us back to the airport.

A rather crowded bus ride later and it's not long before our bags are weighted, scanned and checked in and we to are sitting in departures waiting to be called to get onto the flight. Phil makes the most of the time by buying some Greek sweets from duty free for his work colleagues and I get us some lunch, though I'm pretty sure the Greek definition of "fresh today" is perhaps a little less accurate than the UK ideal :)

It really isn't long at all until we are getting onto the plane and once we're all suitably squished in we take off and endure 4 hours of bad films and invasion of personal space.

Soon enough we are descending through the murk and mistiness of the ever present UK cloud cover and landing back at Gatwick where thankfully our luggage and car are waiting for us and all that remains for us to do is get from the airport back to home.

On the way back we have a quick pit stop at the services to get a KFC, but we are walking through the door by 7PM giving me enough time to pick up Rupert from the neighbours. He looks like he's had a marvellous time without us, it has to be said, and I can imagine he's been thoroughly spoilt as a result!

Knackered, we decide the unpacking can wait and so get a fairly early night as both of us are working tomorrow. Boo.