I still didn’t feel well, we had to pack and then went for a short walk and collected a couple of stones off the beach to paint for Torin.
Lunch with this view…..
We will miss it when we are at home and the sound of the waves at night but truly I just felt so ill I wanted to be home!
Our lift to the airport arrived in good time and we were so lucky to have a spare seat in our row which meant we could spread out.
Take off, right along the sea…………..
The journey was awful, I think the pressure in the cabin made me feel even worse. My eyes just streamed. I used all my tissues and had to grab hands full of towels from the loo! So many people on board had hacking coughs as well, not just me!
We landed on time but then we had the miles and miles of walking (Gatwick) just to get to passport control. Lou was waiting for us and to try and be fair, I opened my window wide so as not to pass my germs on to her as they are off to Spain in a few days. BUT I got really cold! It seemed every road on the way home was closed or an accident and Police . Nightmare.