It was a very enjoyable weekend in Oxford with the LDWA, but it was time to get a National Express coach from this historic city to the charms of Luton Airport.
Parked up in Milton Keynes Coachway and I wonder whether travel can get any more exciting than this. I was pleased that I got the emergency exit row seat on this coach as it has more legroom, although it wasn’t particularly busy on board. The one excitement about sitting in this seat is that it seems to require the occupant to assist anyone who can’t work out that the coach toilet door slides rather than opens inwards or outwards.
I accept I didn’t try too hard to get an outstanding quality photo here, but safely at Luton Airport on time.
I cut this incredibly fine by arriving at the airport just three hours before my flight. Mine was the third last scheduled departure from Luton Airport that day.
Using my Priority Pass card to get some chicken tenders and a pint in Big Smoke.
And a Limoncello Spritzer in Nolito with the same card. I felt really quite decadent.
The screens indicated for a while that the flight would be 20 minutes late, but all ended up operating on time.
The boarding process was yet again efficient and free from drama, despite it being a relatively full flight. The aircraft is 9H-WBU which I don’t think I’ve been on before.
Here’s a nice blurry photo of London. I had a window seat assigned by the seating Gods, although astute readers will have guessed that because of the photos taken out of the window. The crew was efficient and they seemed to have very few sales when they walked up and down the aisle, but perhaps passengers were just tired.
I don’t know if the Blood Moon impacted this, but the water had a strange sort of glow.
We landed safely on time and I was ready to catch my bus to the airport.
I didn’t catch the intended bus to the airport as I then had an exciting hour-long wait in the airport whilst there was a detailed check of the stamps in my passport. The end conclusion was that I had lots more days left in the EU as they thought some countries hadn’t stamped their stamps very clearly, but the wait was sub-optimal when I wanted to be in my hotel.
And finally on the bus to the hotel, where I arrived at just before 03:00. Marvellous….