We were, amazingly, all packed up and ready to go by 11 am. Which was both impressive and annoying, given the fact we weren't leaving until after lunch. And as our holidaying friends were traveling with us, leaving early wasn't really an option. What's a family to do in this situation? We dropped the cats to the cattery and went to McDonalds.
Friends collected, their luggage shoehorned into our bus (not quite a pantechnicon "just" a Mercedes Sprinter - space for three wheelchairs to be clamped in plus three passengers on seats and a driver. The three of us usually just fit, provided we share a suitcase), farewells exchanged and we were off.
The upside to roadworks on the M25 is that counting Diggers kept Little Fish entertained for hours. The downside is that we were on the M25 for hours for diggers to be counted...
But we got here at last, and and now we're set to stay. One Comfort Plus (adapted) Villa in the middle of a very woody forest. Surrounded by 1000 other "villas", all yellow prefab concrete things, all somehow disappearing into the woods and giving the impression, as long as we only look out of the back windows, that we are alone in the woods by a semi-frozen lake. Lovely.
Pizza last night and an exhausted collapse into bed to follow. A phonecall from Mog's neurologist suggesting we start to swap her baclofen for diazepam. She slept very well last night!
And what did we forget? Matches. Armbands. And senna. All of which is entirely replaceable. We also forgot the bookings form with all our confirmation details on it, but only got as far as the cattery (still in town) before remembering it. So I'm thinking it doesn't really count. I just smiled as I wrote this, and my top lip split, reminding me I also forgot to pack Vaseline. Parcmarket, here we come! But I'll have a cup of coffee first.
ps thanks, Becca, I'm printing your list for future reference.