The thing about weddings is that you make all the decisions, do the planning, you are the centre of attention and its your day, but because you haven't done it before you are grateful that you are surrounded by professionals to guide you and all you actually have to do is say "I do" and even then they prompt you at every step. Of course, the chances are that if you really had to do something serious you are so nervous that you would screw it up totally. Instead you are guaranteed a spectacular event.
Flying is a bit like a wedding. You are the important centre of attention and you are passed gently from one scenario to another (or rush like an idiot from one queue to another). You repeat sentences so that they are actually your words. "I solemnly swear that I have not let anyone pack atomic weapons parts in my suitcase" etc. But no one would say anything different anyway. You are guided to make sure that you are in the right place at the right time. Place your luggage in their hands and lift it over the threshold of the luggage carousel. Somehow although everything feels as though it could go horribly wrong (you might get jammed in the public toilet, or accidentally throw your passport away, be abducted by aliens) - but it doesn't. You and your luggage are separated in Manchester and somehow reunited in Orlando.
My obviously mellow mood is a reflection of how well the flight has gone. There were no hitches or problems from getting up in the Travelodge to getting the hire car and arriving in the villa.
So now we have arrived in one piece and with very little stress. We hope that this is the way our holiday continues.
Flying is a bit like a wedding. You are the important centre of attention and you are passed gently from one scenario to another (or rush like an idiot from one queue to another). You repeat sentences so that they are actually your words. "I solemnly swear that I have not let anyone pack atomic weapons parts in my suitcase" etc. But no one would say anything different anyway. You are guided to make sure that you are in the right place at the right time. Place your luggage in their hands and lift it over the threshold of the luggage carousel. Somehow although everything feels as though it could go horribly wrong (you might get jammed in the public toilet, or accidentally throw your passport away, be abducted by aliens) - but it doesn't. You and your luggage are separated in Manchester and somehow reunited in Orlando.
My obviously mellow mood is a reflection of how well the flight has gone. There were no hitches or problems from getting up in the Travelodge to getting the hire car and arriving in the villa.
So now we have arrived in one piece and with very little stress. We hope that this is the way our holiday continues.
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