I guess for some London Stansted is a really convenient airport. There must be some people who say “I know let’s leave this dreary English weather behind and jet off somewhere sunny. Stansted is only just down the road”. Those people don’t live in Reading. For us Stansted means a trek along major motorways of the South of England. Including such stationary wonders as the M4, the M40, the M11 and, of course, the beauty that is the M25.
We had booked a room at the airport ready to make a quick getaway in the morning. At check-in was a bemused group who were being told that they hadn’t confirmed their booking and so their rooms had been released and now the hotel was full. A night in the car no doubt awaited them so I was thankful that wasn’t us.
I’ve said this in the past and I think its worth repeating – travel is time consuming. What with the hanging around at the airport, the flight itself and losing an hour the time quickly gets eaten up meaning that we didn’t arrive at our hotel until 4pm. However, it is worth it for what you find when you get to your destination, such as the parliament building shown above.
There was also a little home from home just around the corner from the hotel!
