Would be rude not to have a nice cold Heineken while I wait in the airport for four hours.

Looks so miserable outside, never thought I'd say that the British weather was better than anything but its definitely better than this! Journey so far has been relatively uneventful (except for a girl that my cheeky MOTHER laughed at for crying about leaving her girlfriend in the check in queue staring me out for the whole flight and "accidentally" hitting me in the face with her heavy backpack - way too emotional - your fault mum!).

A middle aged guy tried to buy me a drink but as that was after he had a really intense argument with the bartender over paying I thought it was safest to decline. Way too tired for that!

Sleeping on the next plane I think... :)