The mayhem and enormousness of Dubai Airport

The Green Green Grass of Home

The old home town looks the same as we step down from the
plane,

and there to meet us is my Mama with a ‘Welcome Home’
balloon!!

After travelling for 24 hours that last part in the airport waiting for the luggage, when we knew my mum was just metres away at the other side of customs, is agonising and so exciting. It is actually the first time we’ve ever had anyone meet us at an airport, usually we’re walking through feeling very lonely while everyone else is waving, crying and hugging each other. It was such a fantastic moment to walk through customs and see mum there and from that moment the adrenalin didn’t stop for about 8 weeks!!

It was great to see the very English landscapes pass us by on the M62, on surprisingly a lovely sunny day, as we were stuffing as many pork pies, prawn sandwiches, Walkers crisps and scotch eggs into our mouths as we could (that mum had thoughtfully packed up for us)!