My turn. In London…
This sucks. The flight has been cancelled this morning. For the second time. Apart from messing my plans altogether, I also don’t have the luggage with me. And because of the new regulations, that means the cream and everything else have been also checked in. It’s not like I stink or anything, but my face is coming off. In disappointment. I am in Heathrow and the weather sucks. Not according to plan.
