Here we go again…..
OK, so technically we’ve only got as far as Manchester airport. It took a while to get parked here as Mark, as a BMW owner, struggled to grasp that he should park between the white lines rather than straddle them.
Following the prolonged manoeuvrings in the car park we checked into the airport hotel. The receptionist was charming but shared rather more gynaecological insights than might ideally have been required to facilitate the process. We then proceeded to eat and drink far too much while reminiscing about the past, a process that we are likely to repeat on a daily basis over the course of the trip. Since then we’ve been “drinking our asses off” in the spirit of the next 2 weeks.
Assuming that we can remember who we are and where we are going, we should be Philadelphia bound at 11am tomorrow. We have a stopover in Philly but as Google informs us that we have a 43% chance of being either shot or raped, or both, during our time there we might just stop in the airport and spend the time browsing the fragrances on sale in the duty free shop.
If you can summon up the will to follow this, we look forward to boring you rigid with the tales of our travels over the next couple of weeks or so…………
Over the Hill and Far Away.......... 