A Mammoth baby and burger

I worked two jobs before we left for America. People would ask what I do, however, and my answer would be nothing. I didn't want to admit I had a job as I knew it wouldn't be forever. It wasn't a career or a job, it was a means to get me to my next adventure. 

As I sat on the flight I revelled a little on the thought of being a bum for the next 3 months in America. No more early mornings or counting the days. I was on my way to 'freedom'.

Our flight was at 11.30 in the morning from Terminal 5 at Heathrow. Suggested / pushed to go by my mother we decided to have our first meal of the holiday at Gordon Ramsey's restaurant at the terminal. I must admit it was mediocre at best and we highly doubt Gordon had much to do with the place but it was nice to eat whilst watching the planes prepare for take off. 

The flight itself was...long. Arriving at our seat we found a mammoth baby, resembling somewhat like a cabbage patch doll, wiped our smiles of our faces. The whale pjs it adorned however brought slight amusement (admittedly the 5 month old stay puffed marshmallow man was very well behaved and caused little grief). Being film fanatics the second after the seatbelt light flashed off the screens were on and movies were consumed, the same cannot be said, however, with food. Rookie error on our behalf not taking snacks on an

11 hour flight. On a positive note, the captain gets 5 stars for his landing, the part of the flight I hate most, as we didn't even realise had landed until we turned to check how close we were to the ground only to discover we were on it. 

My nan and grandad playing the typical embarrassing grandparent card shouted our names at the top of their lunge to ensure everyone knew we had arrived. They had been our travelling like a couple of teenagers for the last 5weeks and it was good to see there faces. Driving over the Golden Gate Bridge was some what surreal after being up 12 hours but we stopped to get some snaps and take in the view whilst the fog stayed at bay. That evening we went down for dinner with them where we feasted on the biggest burgers I had seen and they tasted like pure ecstasy. Again this could be due to the delusional state we were in, we head home early and passed out at 8.30pm. 

This morning had been spent letting the reality sink in that for the next 3 months we will be able to do what we want when we want. Even though we have travelled across the world, Thomas has already watched one football game and lined up the England game for later on. I guess Some things never change were ever you are.