Sep 28, 2011
Once again I've failed to look at flight times, distances and such, and I've left myself the unenviable task of sleeping in Luton airport. Again. While only being some 20 minutes from my sisters house, in order to make my plane I need to travel into the city to travel out again. It's ridiculous. I remember subjecting myself to that last summer before my trip to France, and it was a nightmare. At least it would have been had I managed any sleep at all. After careful consideration I decide to get a taxi at 5am tomorrow morning. It's not going to be much more expensive than boarding tube then train, and I don't have to attempt to sleep hugging my bags. It also means I can spend until 4.45am killing even more people. Bad people of course. Oh and Zombies. Lot's and lots of Zombies.