My brother and I set off on Tuesday morning for the UK. Our flight from Philadelphia to Atlanta was scuttled after several hours sitting onboard with our fingers crossed. (Fingers crossed didn’t make any difference!). Missing our first flight, we also missed our connection from Atlanta to Manchester, UK. But, after standing in line with the other 200 stranded passengers for several hours we were able to re-book. We discovered upon finally arriving in Atlanta, that our newly-booked flight to London (instead of Manchester) at 9:55 PM had been delayed until 12:30 AM. Being the intrepid travelers that we are—we readily adapted to this new development (since there was absolutely nothing we could do about it).
At 1 AM (Wednesday morning) we finally boarded our flight to London—arriving Heathrow on Wednesday afternoon at 1 PM (some six hours later than planned, and arriving in London instead of Manchester). Granddaughter Katie’s husband, Liam, was there to meet us and drive us to our “Oliday ‘Ome” (as great granddaughter, Elodie, named our AirBnB last November).
This quaint townhouse in Howden really did seem like home when we arrived. Katie had a dinner prepared (all we had to do was put it in the Microwave). Liam made a quick trip to the store for this morning’s breakfast needs. Oh, how spoiled we are! And quite content to be so!
Tuesday. Wednesday. Thursday—day three! Today we will have lunch with Katie, Liam, Elodie and Rosalie at their home in Gilberdyke. Can’t wait to see Katie and my beautiful “great” granddaughters.
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