Chapter 1 DISCOVERY: Part 9

Our copious bags picked from the conveyor, we bundled our trolleys in a daze to  immigration, only to be faced with a long queue; a confused and slow-moving posse it would take an age to process.  We dutifully stood in line, perched wearily on our luggage wondering whether our friend Bridget would be waiting in … Continue reading Chapter 1 DISCOVERY: Part 9