Letad arrives in an hour and a half (hurray) and I didn’t want to leave anything to chance so I gave myself two and a half hours to get to Stansted Airport (15 minutes from Venice to LAX, I know!)
So far it’s taken me an hour from leaving home to being onboard the Stansted Express and it’s 50 minutes to the airport so I think I might have been right to err on the side of caution.
My only worry is that my shoes (and therefore my feet) smell absolutely shocking. It’s humid and hours of standing barefoot in my navy French Sole ballet flats at Agnes b has resulted in a stench worse than Stilton (which I happen to love but don’t want to smell like). Still, Letad lives in France, perhaps he won’t notice…
Anyway, hurray for the weekend!