Viva espana (Luton really)

Well, thought I'd pen a word or two as I wait frustratingly in the hell hole that is Luton airport for news of our delayed flight. After the second lap of the over priced duty free shops looking at things we don't need and bumping into overstuffed cabin bags left in aisles by overstuffed passengers I'm starting to fray at the edges a bit.




Still, thoughts of a cold cerveza tonight are keeping me going. What time do the bars shut in Spain?






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