The road home

After what seems like an eternity I’m on the way home.

I’m not entirely sure why this trip has made me want to get home so much, it’s not been that bad, in fact it’s been pretty good but I think the bottom line is a need some time switched off from work just hanging out with friends, with my dog and most importantly my girlfriend.

My eagerness has just been out into action when I tried to board the wrong flight. I’m due to take off in 20mins and people were boarding at my gate so I, without much thought (a fact I blame on the early hour and the lack of coffee) I joined the line like a sheep. Turns out because I’m at the arse end of nowhere these small planes take 5 mins to fill up and mine is up next.

So I’m back sitting waiting for the first of my 4 flights wondering if there is any beer in the fridge for when I get home.

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2 Responses to “The road home”


  1. 1 Ben August 10, 2012 at 12:59 pm

    I hope there was beer.


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