After a few too many goodbye beers on Wednesday we managed to make our flight with minutes to spare. Nothing like a bit of risk to get the trip off to the perfect start!
The flight was pretty tricky nursing the sort of hangovers Julie and I had packed ourselves and we were well chuffed we decided to turn the connecting flight in Dubai into a couple of nights stop-over.
It was nice to meet up with Big Dave on Friday night following a bit of emergency shopping so I could lose a couple of Kilos from my rucksack.
I have been banging on at Julie for a long time now encouraging her to pack light only to completely ignore my advice and pack an absolute ton. I have managed to shed a few kilos by losing some clothes, unnecessary electronics and getting Javid to take some of my heavier things back to the UK.
What a hero.
On Saturday we met up with Javid, Helen and Mia for a lovely day with family over beers and mezze.
Oliver helped us massively back at home and for this we cannot be thankful. You are a legend mate.
Now it’s time to pack, and get ready to head off to Sri Lanka. Where the real travelling starts.
Just the small matter of England Vs Australia first.