A few more lose ends.

As predicted we did spend most of our anniversary at the airport or in the air. Why tell you now, so long after? Well, Mary did think the tale was worth the telling.

After our last dinner in those beautiful surroundings, I was so pleased that I had remembered to take an anniversary card out to Greece and hide it all week until the Sunday morning and so had Mary! Altogether, “Sweet!” A last look round the hotel; bidding everyone, “Kalo kalokeri!” (Good summer.) And paying the bill which didn’t seem terribly excessive.

After our final lovely breakfast; it was goodbye to the room and balcony and that view and away to the airport. A pleasant enough drive and still musing on the fact that I really hadn’t taken enough olive grove pictures this time. You do need an excuse to go back, don’t you?

The airport was pretty crowded with a Gatwick flight checking in; so we sat and ate our sandwiches bought on the way for half the price of the airport ones. (Even in Greece, those airport prices can sting.) Then finally the flight was called to the check in desks and we slowly queued in a much cooler airport than we remembered. Our line didn’t seem to be moving as quickly as the others; mind you I always manage to pick the wrong one even in the post office or Waitrose. Then slowly, once we could see the check in lady, it dawned on us why. Every time an announcement had to be made, our check in lady left her position, sauntered to the microphone position, made the announcement and then sauntered back. It seemed we had arrived at peek announcement time because this occurrence could hardly be described as infrequent. 😆😄😆

Only in Greece; and as dear Laura pointed out, it just wouldn’t be Greece without this sort of thing. So the queue proceeded at a snails pace but then insult was added to injury and she (the check in lady) departed for ventures new and abandoned her position completely. Laugh? What do you think? Now we were instructed to take it in turns with the queue next door and synchronise, one from this queue and now one from that queue. Hysterical. I stood quietly waiting for the fight to break out because this was stretching even the British love of queuing to way beyond breaking point. We queue jumped at one point, no not pushing in to the front, but to another queue completely but then that all got held up.

Finally we made it to the desk and proudly showed the lady the receipt for our reserved seats,  which we had pre booked back home, positioning ourselves in row two. She couldn’t book us into these seats, presumably because we had reserved them! Laugh? So, a long protracted kerfuffle ensued with thank goodness eventual success, but only after consultation with fellow check in ladies, delaying the other queues. So, trying not to catch anyone’s eye, we then took the bags over to the x-ray bag area and then went through passport control, which, by the time we got there had virtually no queue at all. Final end result!

Up, up and away more or less on time and ………… relax. The plus side of our bags being probably last onto the plane was that the arrival back in blighty was unbelievable, because they appeared almost first out on the conveyor belt. It made up for that return adventure from Switzerland last time and we believe was probably a Treen record for arriving at Terminal 5. We landed at 6-30pm on the tarmac and were climbing into the pod parking (you have to spoil yourself now and again.) transport at 6-55pm.

The view of traditional England so different from our Greek memories and it’s rocks and amazing turquoise sea and only three hours apart. So that was that; a truly wonderful, sun drenched, relaxing week. So very lucky.

Take care, until next time.🍀

Thank you for reading M & M xxxx 😱🇬🇷✈️😡🇬🇷

Comments, as always are most welcome.

Published by

Malcolm and Mary

Malcolm worked for LWT. Mary worked for TRL. They live near Camberley in Surrey and did achieve their life long ambition to visit New Zealand. They have two daughters Laura and Hannah and two grandchildren Zach & Safi. Having done the big trip they then went to Canada, which was amazing. Scroll down it’s all here. They have visited Venice that they both so fell in love with in 2009 again. And recently returned to Lefkada for one week in glorious sunshine. Where next? Well, Canada is calling again in 2019; this time including Alaska. So stay tuned if you enjoy the ups and downs of travelling.

Please feel free to leave a message or comment

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s