So I had a nice time having tea at LHR, but I didn’t get home until about 7pm, and I woke up at about 6am this morning. Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!
Normally I don’t have this sort of reaction to traveling, but because I have been doing so much of it lately, every moment counts, and I understand that everyone has a budget to stick to, but FOCK, this is silly. I admit, it’s my fault for not looking through the details, so this is my punishment for being so uninvolved. But uh!! I vow, right now, that I will be much more proactive in my flights if other people are taking care of them for me.
The sad this about this (for me) is that now that I know all of this, I still have more traveling to do before I can apply my new lesson-learned. I will spend ALL next Wednesday trying to get to Italy, which really should take no more than 4 hours. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!
I believe that people should pay for their stupidity. I am paying. Dearly.