It is not a case of where to start with this blog but where
to finish exactly.
OK, so the day started in the normal fashion, darn
early. We had to be on site and ready
for action before 09:00 and as it was an important workshop meeting then we had
to make sure a few other activities were completed before we had to start.
Therefore it was get up time at 5.30 a.m. and the usual routine of bathroom,
kettle, cup of tea and spend an hour or so checking emails and doing the things
that had sprung to mind during the night.
The agreed plan was to meet my colleagues at reception at
7.45 a.m. before heading off. This I did
and we were soon in whisked down the road to Esch and ready to party, or rather
workshop. The day was unremarkable apart
from the length of the workshop, six hours with a lunch break included. Which was the strange bit for me, we worked
from 9.00 a.m. prompt until just after 12.45 p.m. and at that time we broke for lunch until 2.00
p.m. We restarted and then finished at
3.00 p.m. I am not one to moan (I am
really as that is all I seem to do) but surely we could have worked that extra
hour and finished a bit earlier and then could have had a bit longer to do some
work before we left the site at 6.00 p.m.
As we drove back my colleagues made plans to go to the local
Indian restaurant for the evening meal but as I was travelling home the next
day early and a little tired I thought i would do my last bits and pieces in
the room before getting an early night.
By Wednesday night I think the early Monday start and working quite late
each evening seems to catch up on me and I do feel tired.
That failed.
I didn’t go out but worked until 10.00 p.m. and thought, “right
I better head for bed” and must have dozed off as the phone rang and I jumped
up thinking it was morning. It was an ex
colleague from the UK who decided to call for a chat, he is working away from
home also and he was out and about in London at 10.45 p.m. and thought of
me. I was touched. After we had chatted for a while I could just
not sleep and spent until after midnight tossing and turning and thinking I was
not going to wake at 3.30 a.m. in time for the trip to the airport. I must have finally fallen asleep as I woke
up at 1.00 a.m. and then 3.00 a.m. and then again when the alarm went off at
3.30 a.m. It was at that point I could
have happily turned over and gone back to sleep. But no, I hauled myself out of the bed and
got ready to depart the room.
I checked out of the hotel and my taxi driver was already waiting
for me so we loaded the car with my suitcase and he hot footed it through the
city of Luxembourg at 4.00 a.m. Now I
mean hot footed it as at one point a blue flashing light was behind us and I
assumed we were going to be pulled over but no, it just sped past on to a more
deserving emergency. Despite a few
detours due to night works on the roads we were still at the airport for 4.15
a.m. I got through security and now I am
sat in one of those airport lounge things.
I don’t normally go in the lounges but as my Nottingham
colleague told me this is free through my credit card I thought I would give it
a go. It is really nice. I have had
coffee and a croissant but there is the usual lounge fare of alcoholic and soft
drinks, cakes etc, but with the added bit of a full continental breakfast on
offer. I cannot believe I have been at
this airport quite a few times and not known about the lounge. I think I ought to check this out a bit more
for other airports, either that or just ask my Nottingham colleague who seems
well educated in these areas.
So with 45 minutes until the plane starts to board I will
not bid you good night but good day and continue this after what I hope is a
sleep on either of the two planes I have to go on to get back to Blighty.
Good day
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