So we’re back. After an hour delay (and an upgrade!) we finally touched back down at Gatwick at 10am this morning. My legs are a bit wobbly (and enormous – stuffing my feet back into my Birkenstocks after we landed was akin to wedging a large sausage into a thimble) and I’m pretty sure I fell asleep against the shoulder of a man I was sitting next to at Clapham Junction, but apart from that it’s all good.
We had such a wonderful time in Florida – I can’t wait to tell you all about discovering amazing new places (St Pete’s and Sarasota spring to mind – the BEACHES!) and visiting old friends (down on the Boardwalk at Disney and new attractions at Seaworld) and fabulous food (firecracker shrimp *drooool*).
Our group bonded amazingly well and apart from the odd car accident or two (minor) and small screeching session when it was discovered that a teenager back home had slept through his A level (mine – ‘WHERE ARE YOU?!’), the whole thing went incredibly smoothly. The boys were delighted with their chocolate frogs from the Wizarding World of Harry Potter, their freeze dried astronaut ice cream from the Kennedy Space Centre and their watermelon chewing gum (from the service station) and nobody’s burnt, destroyed, broken or maimed anything or anyone in my absence, which is always a bonus.
Back soon with excitement, things to make you go ‘ooh’ and about 15,000 pictures of flamingos (you know how I love those salmon pink beauties). You’ve been warned.