Returning to Bordeaux for One Last Time

We got up early today to catch our flight at London Luton aka the arse of the world (according to my friends' British friends). We bought a one way ticket and we hopped on the underground for one last time. We got to our destination and our next challenge was to find the bus stop where the easyjet bus was to pick us up.

We walked around for quite a while. It seemed like a never ending search. We crossed the freeway twice and stopped to ask for directions maybe three times. The people we asked were helpful and they probably have been asked about the bus stop several times.

We finally found the bus stop and the bus finally came. We put our stuff under the bus and we were on our way to the Luton Airport. When we got there, we were rather early, so we had breakfast. Where? At Burger King. Third time on our travels, but who's to complain. It was not bad having a taste of America before arriving back home.

It was time to check-in and we "installed" ourselves in the waiting room. We sat right under the exhaust of the air conditioner which was incredibly strong. That was probably a bad idea, since I would later pay for it. (Cold airport = Me getting sick when we got back to Bordeaux.)

To wrap it up, we boarded our EasyJet plane and flew home (meaning Bordeaux). One last time to return to Bordeaux. It was sad. It's so hard to believe my time in Bordeaux is winding down to the last few days. My little vacation with my brother was really nice and it was great spending some time with him. We don't do much together. I'm really happy he came to visit me.