Fear and Loathing in Chorley
Trip Start
May 30, 2006
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Trip End
May 31, 2007
Chorley, United Kingdom
Thursday, March 8, 2007
It's been a while since i've seen my own breath on the air. I hope it's a while before it happens again. Jesus it was cold (er).
Then, after having been delayed out of singapore and therefore late in to London, people for my flight were 'fast-tracked' over to terminal 4. A process which involved on sitting in a bus in seemingly sub-arctic conditions before being asked to strip down and prove i'm not a terrorist on several occasions. Then i was hearded into the suprisingly spacious shuttle to manchester. I say this cos there was a damn sight more leg room than the trans-hemisphere shoebox i'd just spent 24 hours on. i could actually leave my knees in an angle greater than 90 degrees!! Obscene i know.
Of course, as i was was 'fast-tracked' my trusty bag wasn't... and for the first time in 17 flights, and 50,000miles my luggage was lost. Bloody typical. At least i didn't have to carry it home i thought as i fought with brisk icy breeze on the train platform and complained about the ticket prices to Chorley like a pensioner who's just realised inflation also affects his pint of Mild.
And there on a platform basking in the 8 degree heat of the chorley sun, were mamma and pappa to whisk me off for some good old home cooking and stuff.
It's good to be back :D
