JET SETTING AGAIN.

The International jet-setters have just returned from their latest adventure. Flew out of Cork with Aer Lingus on Wednesday and stopped over in Heathrow, finishing the journey by Iberian Airlines.
Destination, BARCELONA.

Whilst Cork was enjoying sunshine that split the stones, we woke each day to grey skies and
miserable rain from time to time. However it didn't dampen our thrill at seeing a most exciting city.

We went with Lismore Choir who treated us both. Stayed in a lovely 4 star hotel, had a guided coach/walking tour of the city, sang (and played the organ) in the old cathedral, went to Monserrat Abbey high in the mountains 30 miles away, and sang there, travelled down the mountain in a cable car, to be met by the coach at the bottom, marvelled at the architect Gaudi's work, so many years ahead of his time, used the Metro and trams, saw the Maritime Museum, had Tapas in a special meal for all the choir and so on and so forth.

Had an extra adventure on the way home. We got on the bus to take us across the airport to the waiting Aer Lingus plane. There were a number of planes lined up in rows and literally, the bus driver was turning the bus into each row and then coming out again, as he hadn't a clue where the plane was. We must have driven past about 30 planes, and reached the end of the airport. Turned round and finally the plane was spied, right at the back of a row.

Then on the way home the pilot said there was bad fog in Cork. (It was 11.p.m. by this time) and it was touch and go whether we would land. Thankfully he made it and we were safe on home soil. Then began the battle of the taxi. Got home at 12.30a.m. today.

Now its heads down..... and there won't be any more jet-setting for the time being.