Having sung in a CMTC concert in Chesham, and taken having separate cars, we journeyed back to Wycombe to finish packing the car and leave the Astra behind. We left home at around 11pm. We stopped for food for me, as I'd not had a proper dinner.
The journey to Gatwick was going well until the M25 threw its worst at us, closing down to one lane for roadworks, and adding about half an hour to our trip. Grrrr! Anyway, we made it to the right airport car park at something near 1am, checked in the car for valet parking with no fuss. It was a surprisingly short walk to the Premier Inn.
I'd checked in in advance, and when we walked into the foyer, a very smiley man welcomed us, and showed us how to use a very clever machine that spat out our keys. Amazing.
The room was surprisingly nice. We collapsed into bed and knew nothing until the alarm woke us at 5.30. Not enough sleep, but at least it was some.
The journey to Gatwick was going well until the M25 threw its worst at us, closing down to one lane for roadworks, and adding about half an hour to our trip. Grrrr! Anyway, we made it to the right airport car park at something near 1am, checked in the car for valet parking with no fuss. It was a surprisingly short walk to the Premier Inn.
I'd checked in in advance, and when we walked into the foyer, a very smiley man welcomed us, and showed us how to use a very clever machine that spat out our keys. Amazing.
The room was surprisingly nice. We collapsed into bed and knew nothing until the alarm woke us at 5.30. Not enough sleep, but at least it was some.
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