2009/06/21 - JOG to Bahrain via Inverness, Luton and Chorleywood

Early breakfast was supposed to have been arranged at 7:30, but the dining room was silent and locked. The mob was fretting at the door, and it was opened 10 minutes late. We overwelmed the single serving lady, but all managed to get fed in the end before the coach arrived at 8:10.

The sun was out, and Scotland looked lovely. In fact was lovely. We dozed on the coach, waking up every so often to see the coast. Dropped off some at Inverness station, then to the airport by 11:30. No flight till the one we have booked at 4pm.

Cherry found that Starbucks at the airport have caramel slices so we shared one. The last of the "holiday". I promise. We bought the Sunday Times and read and chatted with the others, including someone from Somerset who had done the route in a similar time to us.

It still hasn't sunk in yet, the enormity of what we have achieved. I couldn't have done it without my Stoker and her support. More musing and afterthoughts later.

Chris & family picked us up at Luton, popped round to see Mum, meal at Peppermill in Chroleywood, unpack, repack, shower and bed. Up early next day for Cherry to give me a lift to T5 for the 10:40 to Bahrain on her way back to work.

Back to reality, or was the cycling reality?