Well well well... What a morning.

Shall I tell you the story?

Yesterday I was in uni from 9-5 and you have no idea how excited I was to be going home to Guernsey for the easter holidays. When that audio workshop finally ended after 3 hours, I ran to the bus, ran to my flat, ran to the train station and hopped on a train to Brockenhurst to see my step-brother David and his girlfriend Lucy. 
The plan was, you see, that I stay at theirs overnight so that David could take me to the airport early this morning for my flight at 7:15am.

I was up most of the night suffering with my asthma and got up at 4am because I couldn't sleep. We got to the airport by 6am to be greeted with a 'delayed until 8:45am' announcement on my flight due to fog in Guernsey. An hour and a half delay, how great.

We had a Costa, we moaned about how tired we were, and then Dave left and I had a half an hour nap on the Costa chairs. At 8:15, I decided to go through to departures because my flight was due to be taking off in half an hour, so through I went. I made myself comfy in the Flybe lounge with a bowl of Special K (no surprise there). At 8:30, the departures board changed to 'Next info at 9:30'. 

Another hour delay. Aaaarrrghhhhh!!

I think it was about 9:15am when the woman in the lounge told me that my flight was cancelled. I felt pretty darn annoyed, tired and exhausted. I just wanted my bed and a hug from my mum!

After rather a lot of kerfuffle, I re-booked on a different airline to fly back home tonight, providing the fog stays away. So this left with me a conundrum - what should I do for the rest of the day?

Luckily for me, I have an amazing family who don't live too far away. So I'm on a train now to meet them. My bed is still made up there from when I stayed last weekend (did Aunty Colleen know that my flight would be cancelled and I'd need to have a nap?!)

The point of this blog post is this: things don't always go according to plan. Flights get cancelled. It ain't fun. But I think when things go wrong, there is always a silver lining. There's a good that comes with every bad. 


For me, today, the silver lining is that I get a spontaneous bonus day with my Aunty and cousins. I've got nothing to complain about!!

Except that I am rather hungry now...