My mother had already gone out a couple of weeks before, and my daddy was flying out of Edinburgh a few hours later (yeah, I don't know why he didn't fly out of Aberdeen with us, either), so it was just the three of us hanging out in the airport in Aberdeen. Well, five if you count Fara and my son's Cabbage Patch doll, Benjamin. 😄
|Coming in over London, heading for Heathrow for a few hours|
My favourite part of international travel is the sushi. My spot in Heathrow is right by the Itsu in Terminal 5. It's near the elevators for the airport train, close to the toilets, and has big, deep chairs with a clear view of the monitors. I can eat sushi, and most anything else, any time of day, so I wasn't going to flinch from cold fish at 10am.
|Breakfast of champions|
There was a bit of drama getting onto the plane as I got separated from my family for a random security search, which caused a bit of panic with my husband and 5 yr old son. The guard who searched my bag was amused by Fara in his travel pouch and my excessive quantity of electronic devices (we were planning on keeping my son in a screen time coma for as much of the flight as possible).
|Foldies for Magpie|
|Are we there yet??|
|This looks... mostly edible|
|Land at last!|
|How are we not there yet?|
|Look, a river!|
|This looks awfully green for Texas|
|Texas at last!|