Sevilla to London

Alarm went off at 7am. Walked to Avenida de Carlos V, thought I’d missed the 8.15 airport connection, but found it looking unlike the other Los buses I’d been seeing. Got to the airport at about 8.45, and waited to check in. Bought and ate a croissant, went through security, bought some water and an Iberian meat boccadillo, got sent to gate 1A, then got sent to gate 2A, only to see a Budapest flight board through it.

We finally boarded and took off only 10 minutes late, considering we started boarding about 20 minutes late. Landed at Stansted about 1.40 UK time, and I went through passport control, got my bag and headed to the coach stop. The National Express arrived on time, and apart from going back out onto the M11 after stopping at the Trumpington Park and Ride, drove me rather normally home.

Things I will take from this trip

1. I now know how to eat olives in cold blood.
2. I need a larger memory card for my camera.
3. I really want to learn a language.