Well, after ten days of warmer than average weather and no rain, it does rain ☔️ this morning as we leave - at six - for the airport. But not heavily, and after the fifteen minute walk to the tube station we’re not in the open. Tube surprisingly full for this early in the morning and most on the Piccadilly line not going to the airport. One woman asleep for a solid half hour. If this were a mystery story it would turn out that she’d been dead and no one noticed, but she revives shortly before her stop.
Arrive at the airport at twenty past seven and all goes well at the check in kiosk except that the seats assigned are not the ones we paid for and they’re not together. Looks like the kind of digital screw up humans will deny all responsibility for but actually the nice young man on the desk tears up the newly dispensed boarding passes and gives us ones with the seats we booked.
Istanbul transfer probably the fastest we’ve experienced anywhere. Flight to North Cyprus a little over an hour and a half but includes a hot toasted chicken and cheese sandwich and red wine - perfectly drinkable despite being in a paper cup. Hard to complain about free meals.
Met by Ozzie’s taxi as promised and home.
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