Goodbye England

Ugh. Woke up so hungover after very little sleep, but having had an amazing night. My day was all a bit chaotic as, by the time I had cleared the flat of the last of my things there was barely time for a quick (half-hour) breakfast at Fatbirds with the girls before jumping in a taxi to get the train home. Got home, unpacked, packed again and then jumped in the car, nipped to Dad's to say a five-minute farewell and then crawled to the airport in Friday night traffic!

Mum and I sat in Costa for a bit before queuing at check-in and saying goodbye. Just had time to grab a couple of last minute bits before dashing to the departure gate. Such a mix of emotions as the plane took off through the sunset.