Disembarkation of 1800 impatient travellers can't be easy, but it was as smooth as could be, a bit of herding in various locations around the ship, ours was the Curzon Theatre and as we had a coach booked we were the first group off. The luggage that had been taken down to the hold last night had to be taken to the grand shed first, then when we got off identified by its colour code (pink for deck 10) and we collected it. In customs we were randomly stopped I think from the questions to see if we were smuggling cigarettes! Then straight into our Intercruises transfer in the Southampton FC executive coach again. Big leg room and comfy recliners, same "chauffeur" (notice how I'm looking for an alternative word for driver) and the same vibe as last year. Ground rules clearly set by said executive coach executive! (He told us not to call him a driver, not to call the vehicle a bus, clear up our own mess and dispose of it using bags provided, and most importantly not to ask him what time we'd be arriving!!! I was suitably scared of transgressing, so didn't engage with him after that introduction.) Not really, he was funny and quirky with a cheeky look in his eye and a wry smile. Obviously also very proud of the vehicle!
So once more to Knutsford Services, with just 2 stops and drop offs, one nice cup of tea, and our rendezvous with Talene before home at tea time! First impressions back, and my last words from this blog - it's fffffffreezing.
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