One of the things I learnt from this holiday was that my body just can’t take long haul flights anymore. I used to love them, but now, a few hours in, my legs start to hurt and I get really restless. So it didn’t go down well, when we arrived at the airport for our flight back to London to find that it got cancelled. To put it in a nutshell, we waited around for 2 hours at the airport for information, got sent to a hotel overnight but the coach broke down twice on our way there, arrived at 1am and was on our way back to the airport at 8am. After waiting around again for our new flight (on a better airline woo!), it ended up getting delayed for 3 hours. Oh and did I mention our car got a flat tyre on the way to the airport and we were all suffering with a flu? Not sure how I’ll make it to Hawaii or Las Vegas but I’ll deal with that when the time comes.