Lagged & homesick.

Trip Start Aug 30, 2012
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Trip End Sep 16, 2012


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Sunday, September 16, 2012

Even the hairy port has fruit machines. There are frigging loads of them. Surely their money would be better utilised buying plush seating. A chaise long wouldn't go amiss, I'd drape myself over it as though I were expecting to be painted, (like a portrait, not a fence). Instead I am sat on an uncomfortable seat, awkwardly close to the woman's knees in front of me and clutching a small coffee. I've not blinked for about 20 minutes.

The last evening in Vegas was a good one. After recovering by the pool for a short spell we went out to get the last bits and bobs and also, go out for the final beef based meal and, we did intend to fly around the roller coasters at Circus Circus, but by the time we had finished all that we were too pooped so when back to our room to pack.

We left early in the morning so that we could take Lucille back home, she was prized from us with no emotion ad no time for goodbyes. I was already on the brink of a break down after having to be separated from our trusty circled K cooler which had done us proud all holiday. I wish we could have kept that. The first flight was normal and we tried to fight the urge to sleep so that we would sleep on the second flight and wake up in England in the morning, reduce the jet laggery. We skulked into duty free, pushed the entire middle shelf into our hand luggage and clanged back out again.

Just landed back in Blighty. Dan managed to sleep on the plane, I did not. I look like I have been set on fire. Shall head homo then do final blog tomorrow when my brain is capable of stringing words together in a comprehensible fashion.
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