I slept until 7 and took my time getting down to breakfast. My last meal in Scotland. For some reason that didn’t sit well with me, and I ended up having a stomach ache until halfway home on the plane. Anyway, after breakfast I went back to the room to pack my kilt and organize all my receipts, and then took a nap for about an hour. I rode to the airport with 3 other couples from the group, and 2 of them were on my flight. I opted not to go to the VIP lounge, preferring instead to hang out with them a little longer. At the gate, I got pulled aside to have my carryon bags searched. I wonder why?
The plane was freezing and I wore my jacket most of the way home. I was glad I had it with me. They served us lunch, and the fish seemed the least objectionable. It was awful though, I only ate one bite. I slept for an hour or so, and read an entire book, and was starting to get hungry when they brought out a “snack” of focaccia with chicken and cheese that was to die for, and some fresh fruit. I do believe it was the best food I ever ate on a plane!
When we landed, we had to be towed to the gate. That was certainly a new experience! I went through customs, and got pulled aside AGAIN! Apparently the fact that I said yes, I have food (shortbread and candy) put me in the “something to declare” line, and my bags had to be x-rayed. I don’t know what they thought they were gong to see! We had landed quite early, so even with that brief delay, I was home by about 4. Another successful trip!
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