Day One.

Spending our first day here winding down from the flights, currently sat outside - Uncle David looking like he's hunting for gold as he tries to sort out the garden in short bursts, mum sunbathing (as ever), and I'm sat in the shade typing this, even too hot for me, and that's saying something considering I am always freezing.


The dogs have already been in and out of the pool more times than I can count and it's only 10:15am.


They are both taking advantage of the fact that they know I can't ignore their puppy-dog eyes, and so I've been throwing the ball since I woke up at 6am.


Think it's going to take a while to get used to this heat...!


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Houston, we have lift off.

London to Dallas

A long flight, took us ten hours to get to Dallas from London, although we made up for some lost time which was probably a good thing as Dallas was a shambles.

Finally arrived to be greeted by the pleasant sunshine, but then the dreaded queues of US customs. As usual, all those who were American citizens were allowed straight though, whereas everyone else had to go through a single row for foreign travellers. Despite having sixty customs desks, unsurprisingly only two of them were open for us to get to, leaving lots of unhappy passengers who were about to miss their flight, including us it was taking so long.

Dallas airport is huge, on the map the terminals looked closer together, but we actually had to get a mono-rail for around three miles just to get to the next terminal! After a swift run through security and re-check our baggage for the final flight, we arrived just in time for our flights boarding.

The security guard (for reasons un-known to me) found it absolutely hilarious that I asked him where the 'transfer belt' for the luggage was, as that's what it was called in London. He proceeded to laugh for another few minutes going 'what? What are you on about? Oh that's a good one' – at least it made him laugh.

Currently typing this on the flight out from Dallas to Phoenix, as we didn't get chance to access any wifi in Dallas due to the major security and customs hold ups. 

We have now been travelling for a total of 22 hours...and we still aren't there!

Bring on the margaritas.  X

London Calling

Arrived at Heathrow, although thanks to the tightness of British airports we have to pay three pounds per hour for the wifi, so that's not happening.

Not in our normal terminal 5, we're in 3 this time, it's not as good but it's where we're stuck for the next four hours!

Out flight has been delayed for an hour due to bad weather, which we will be encountering when we get to Dallas as there has been a thunderstorm predicted, wonderful.

Currently sat in the not-so-lavish waiting lounge, on hard wooden seats having our 'breakfast' which is more like lunch as it's actually some pasta and (of course) cake for me. Boots 'meal deal', really classy eating it sat outside an expensive restaurant, being looked-down upon by people wearing ridiculous hats and shoes that cost more than our house. Body clock is already messed up and we've not even reached America yet!

Woke up at 4am this morning, to the sound of the glorious rain – oh the joys of British summertime eh. A quick shower, food, drink, clothes, GO was needed, leaving the house at quarter past five in the morning.

Unfortunately when we had set off, mum realised she had forgotten her credit card and we had to turn back, luckily we weren't already in Manchester!

The first flight went okay, escaped the horrific weather down-below and back in Manchester when we were up above the clouds with the sunshine. It's better here, but it's still a total of 84 degrees Fahrenheit less than what it is going to be in Phoenix today.

Classic moment with my mum (again) on the flight, where the brought around the breakfast panninis (which I hate so much) – sausage and egg; however, not having her glasses on she read the sign saying 'ba.com' on the front of it as 'bacon' then complained about how rubbish the 'bacon' was..that is until we pointed out to her that it was actually sausage.

Dad got scammed at Manchester (as ever) – as you probably know if you're flying, you have to have all liquids in a clear plastic bag. He did, however because it wasn't re-sealable (why it should make a difference I have no idea), he was forced to pay a pound for the same clear plastic 'sandwich bag' that he already had, even after many debates with the airport security man about it, it was a battle he could not win. Yet when we got to London they hand them out for free, cheeky Manchester, cheeky.

Done some shopping around the terminal we're currently in, waiting for our gate to open still. Had a nosy in Tiffany and Chanel (a girl can dream right?) where I almost walked out of the store with a Tiffany ring I had been trying on because I got distracted by mum calling for me – oops!

Anyway, I will hopefully be able to post this when we arrive in Dallas – where we were meant to have a three hour wait for our next flight to Phoenix, although with the delays it seems like we're going to have just under two hours, and we need to clear American customs first which always takes forever.

Post soon x