And we're off

Today I'm off for a short jaunt over to Guernsey. I'm going with Saga but it has been taken on by their sister company, Titan.

There are 13 of us and most are in their 80s ranging from wheelchair bound to, well let's say frail.

I'm probably the youngest by far. 

The person in charge and acting as our guide is also in her late 70s. I think this might be a bit too slow for me but we'll see what unfolds.

To be honest I've come for one outing more than any other and that's over to Sark.

The journey to the airport was easy until we reached the junction 9 turn off. 

Grid lock. 

A combination of a broken down van on the slip road and the rail strike; the queues were lengthy and slow.

We finally reached the traffic lights at the top of the off ramp only to be sent back down again onto the motorway. 

To cut a long story short we eventually reached a drop off point and leaping out the car I high tailed it up the ramp to Departures.

From then on it was easy. The flight was less than an hour, I managed to get some tea on board and we cruised at 15 000 feet so little ear popping.

The plane was one of those small ones, twin props with no more than 50 seats.

Guernsey airport is sweet and easy to navigate and before I realised, we were at the Best Western hotel.

I've been out walking and wandered up to the other end of the bay.

I've found important things like food stops, tea wagons and the harbour walks and ate at one of the small independent places along the coast. 

We are to meet up at 6.30pm to discuss the itinerary and then have dinner. 

Jury is out atm but let's see. Oh yes, Guernsey maybe part of UK but it's deemed abroad by EE so no internet. Oh well.