Back to Oman

I'm back to Oman next week and taking my family along with me. Any Easter eggs are best left in the fridge at home until we return as Southern Arabia isn't chocolate-friendly unless you happen to carry an air-conditioned suitcase.

In fact, the biggest problem in getting to Oman isn't the flight but the journey from my home on the Kent coast to Heathrow in time to catch the 9:10 flight from Terminal 4. I reckon I'll have to leave home at 4am because my route gradually coincides me with the start of the M25 rush.

When I made the same journey in December, I used my motorcycle on a bitterly cold morning and discovered, to my horror that the motorway had ground to a complete halt by the time I reached the A3/M25 intersection. Without the bike, I might not have made the flight and it seems ridiculous, that I'm sitting here, worrying on a Saturday over how bad the traffic might be on Wednesday morning and whether I can negotiate less than a 100 miles of motorway, rather than several thousand miles of airspace.

Selling houses and going on holiday. The most stessfull of experiences in the Britain of the 21st century.

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