I´ve made it. I still feel a little numb, like this is all happening in a dream, or at least happening to someone else. Shed the inevitable tears as I said good bye to my Mum and sister at the departures gate, and again speaking to Andy as I neared the Boarding gate, and then yet again when I read the lovely cards that my family had sent with me. Not bad going really. Now the jet lag is kicking in, but I´m determined to stay awake until after supper. I arrived in Madrid with only 40mins to transfer, as we spent at least an hour on the plane sitting outside the terminal at Heathrow! The flights were ok, although the entertainment (Oliver Twist and Zorro), and the food ( Iberia specials of tinned cold mushrooms,
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