I look hopefully up at the board... Half of a croissant nestled in my ever-growing hedge of a beard; every flight is on time except the Madrid one (a.k.a., mine); Something tells me catching a connection may be a tad trickier now.
Only a quick blog considering there are eleven minutes left on my internet access (working to a time frame isn't my preferred forte); lots of time to while away. Times su doku- DONE. Picking my nose- DONE. Solve the meaning of life- not done yet although, with the extensive two and a half hours delay, maybe I'll produce a solution by the time the plane arrives in Espana.
Sudden last minute alteration of route also readers. Decided that 1,000 km was a tad suicidal considering my inexperience and general pre-pilgrimage diet of curry and custard creams; cutting out a quarter of the journey to travel through the mountains in the middle of the country. So adios sea breeze, hello hiking through obscure desert villages. If I'm kidnapped don't worry about a mustering up a ransom, I'm sure I'll manage to escape somehow.
I'll be attempting to blog as regularly as possible, whenever the opportunity presents itself, so keep your eyes peeled to Twitter as I inevitably bombard cyberspace every ten seconds with updates! Your support and readership is very much appreciated; (yes yes, I'll stop being so vomitously grateful and cringeworthy now).
See you in three weeks (ish?)
George x
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