...plus panadol. There is a place for being all natural and curing a headache with water and yoga, but Heathrow transit is not that place.
At the last minute I had to borrow a bigger suitcase:
but now I'm ready and only have the awful bit to do.. saying goodbye to The Programmer for a month! It's been a while since I did any traveling without him and I realised that I'm not looking forward to it as much without my favourite guy to chat with on the plane, fetch me a much needed espresso and ensure that when connecting flights leave, we are on them! I'm sure it's good for me, but leaving him at the airport feels... wrong.
He however, has assured me that he intends to party for an entire month so that the time goes quickly. Mmmhmm.
I'll be updating when I can. Otherwise, see you on the other side!