Lady departed Liverpool at 17.10 on the 27th of December 2021 heading to the Carpathian Mountains in Romania for a week of snowy hiking. Got as far as boarder control because she left her passport on the flight and by the time she noticed, the Ryan Air flight had turned around and flown off back to Liverpool. Stuck in limbo, refused entry into Romania and told by Ryan Air to wait for the next flight to Liverpool on the 31st December, she decided to take matters into her own hands.
Expected to live at Gate 2 in Sibiu airport for the next 4 nights she was feeling hopeless to say the least. Not alone, her lover suggested they to turn the next 4 days into a spiritual journey in silent contemplation. A vipassana, a meditation of the mind an opportunity instead of a embarrassing cabbage brain disaster. Grateful of his eternal optimism notwithstanding, she decided to call consular services and just get the fuck outta there.
So 12 hours into the first 24 of her holiday and several digs about the UK’s departure from the EU later, they were boarding the Wizzair flight back to the UK, you’ve never seen anyone so excited to be heading back to Luton.
After paying for her excess cabbage allowance in more ways than one, they arrived in the town of Luton and headed to the mall. She sent the suitcase back to Liverpool, bought backpacks and decided they would walk home.
This is how you not waste those £55 gaiters you bought in that overpriced outdoor shop and how you walk home from Luton to Liverpool.
So 3000 miles later the journey really begins…
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