jon = a bit rubbish, really
OK, so I decided to go to Nice with a coupled of mates for a few nights, and booked some flights and hotel rooms. Got to Heathrow and went up to the check-in desk...
"Did you all book together?" the woman asked. I'd only gone and fucked up the booking, so only one ticket was booked, not three.
How hard can it be to book some flights on the internet, you might ask. Well, too hard for me, obviously... Suffice to say, my mates weren't particularly impressed, and are probably plotting to kill me as I speak. They had to pay over £100 more each than the original ticket would have been for last minute flights!
Apart from that, and them arriving in Nice 4 hours after me, the trip was great, and really relaxing - the main objective after months of stress. Glorious sunshine during the day gave way to freezing cold as soon as the sun set, but had a great time just pottering about the old town and lazing on the beach.
How hard can it be to book some flights on the internet, you might ask. Well, too hard for me, obviously... Suffice to say, my mates weren't particularly impressed, and are probably plotting to kill me as I speak. They had to pay over £100 more each than the original ticket would have been for last minute flights!
Apart from that, and them arriving in Nice 4 hours after me, the trip was great, and really relaxing - the main objective after months of stress. Glorious sunshine during the day gave way to freezing cold as soon as the sun set, but had a great time just pottering about the old town and lazing on the beach.
posted by MancJon @ 5:15 pm
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