Last night was the best nights sleep ever, despite having to get up at half twelve to turn the air con off, and despite having to get up at 5:30. For our breakfast we had muffins and ice tea. I also filled my platypus from the water coolers for our 3-hour journey to San Pedro Airport. By the time we got there, I was desperate for the toilet, so while I was supposed to be waiting at the bag check in I ran to the toilet. When I got back I discovered that my Platypus decided to leak in my bag and all over the floor, so I put the “Caution: Wet Floor” cone over it and ran away. I got checked in and found that I shouldn’t see my bags until we get to Heathrow. That saves us checking them in twice.
The flight to Texas took 2 hours and 36 minutes.
When we got off the plane, we ran through the airport so we could get more wandering time. It felt strange running in an airport where I could be shot.
After we had checked ourselves in, I was hungry, so I bought a sandwich pita bread thing, and gave Omar and Johnny some money too. Omar got a lemonade and Johnny got a chicken thing. After about half an hour of walking about, we had to meet at Terminal E4 at 5:30. I had loads of change in my pockets, so I spent it in a paper shop and bought M&Ms and a Twix. I met up with Ollie on the way to E4, and he had bought me an octopus. I was amazed. He got me it because I was complaining about not seeing a squid while we were diving, when the instructors say they see them all the time. The octopus is called Opie.
The journey to Heathrow only took 9 hours instead of 11 because we were travelling with the Earth’s spin instead of against it.