Off we go!

Off we go!  Got up nice and early and Mr Pakes went shopping for a new suitcase.  Grandma Richards came and picked us up and took us to Ryde pier to get the catamaran. 



 Next onto the coach and a very long trip to Heathrow. Mr and Mrs Pakes had a little sleep on the way while I watched the world go by.

  Three hours later we arrive at the central bus station at Heathrow.  We didn't know how to get to the hotel so Mrs Pakes phoned them up and they told us to go back to terminal 5 and get a bus from there.  We then went on some travellators and a train and eventually found the right bus.  Glad I wasn't having to lug the suitcases, Mrs Pakes looked like she was getting a bit cranky by now, but we soon arrived at the hotel and of course we are on the top floor and furthest from the lift. Hope this isn't a sign of things to come!  After a nice dinner and a shower I had an early night as we have to be up a bit earlier in the morning because apparently the online check in wouldn't work for some reason. Hey ho, that means queues in the morning.