I just remembered I had to finish My Journey - Rome off
Monday 27th..... And so our day of departure had arrived, we were up bright & early showered & fed with cases already packed the day before.
We left our room meeting our maids we had for the week, thanking & tipping them for all their generosity shown to us, we headed for the checkout & bill, checking the bill we were a tad surprised to see on the list a charge for a A-city tax - 7Euros pp - p/n 98 Euros which we didn't know about, the receptionist explaining to us this tax started about 3 years ago in New York now in Italy & he told us he believed it had also started in London.
We had no more ado but to pay & say our Goodbyes to everyone & headed for outside where our lovely silver coloured Mercedes was already there waiting for us to take us back to Rome (FCO) airport for our flight at 14.40pm , of course the driver being very helpful & polite took charge of my case & helped me into the car & David again left to fend for himself.
Soon we reached the airport with the driver jumping out & round to my door helping me out & took my case straight into the front door of the airport with David following behind, paying him with thanks he wished us a safe trip home to Scotland.
We got rid of our cases within minutes so left us with 3 hours before our flight, that was ok, the airport is so big, modern, clean with plenty cafes, shops, duty free areas & smoking areas that we could take a coffee with us, our time soon passed as we always struck up conversations with different fellow passengers.
Before we knew it our gate was open & everyone started to board, we took off on time & had a pleasant fight of 2 hours to Frankfurt Intl.
Frankfurt Intl is another big, lovely airport with plenty to see just having a wonder around, our flight wasn't till 21.25 pm so a little time later we went for a light supper & coffee.
Again our time had flown by meeting with other passengers & the re-telling of their holiday stories, one gentleman was from South Africa & returning from a golfing holiday in Portugal, his journey to & fro was far longer than ours, he told us of once getting everything stolen in his wallet from his back jeans pocket where the thief unknown to him had slashed the pocket & got everything even his passport, what a nightmare he told us of sorting out the passport etc etc out.
I knew when booking at home this was a long layover but, the only other flight at the time was a 1 hour connecting time which I was too wary to chance in case of delays.
Once boarded & sitting comfortably we were ready just to relax & enjoy our flight home to Aberdeen which was a half hour late on takeoff due to air traffic being so busy, our female pilot (that was a first for us) was polite & kept us well informed.
Soon we were taxing down the runway & when coming to a stand I waited with excitement for the roar & revving up of the engines, the power of these amazes me every time & within seconds we were airborne, it was dark at this time but, I did watch from the window the lights of Frankfurt below slowly disappear into the darkness.
This was our first using Lufthansa airways & would recommend to anyone for comfort, roomy seats & the cabin crew very polite.
David as usual had his Kindle open while I looked through some magazines & listening to the 6 young lads sat around us, they were full of energy & cracking jokes with each other which I couldn't help over hearing & having a giggle myself.
The cabin crew came round handing out sandwiches & drinks of your choice which were lovely.
Can't quite believe I nodded off for a little while when David nudged me to say we'll be landing soon, just at that we heard & felt a very heard thud, looking at David & asking " what's that " he let me know it was the wheels dropping.......geez! never heard that before.
And so we were descending upon Aberdeen, looking out at the spread of lights showing around the beautiful grey granite city get closer & closer & soon we had the perfect touch down .
Leaving the plane & heading for arrivals to collect our cases, this I always think is the longest boring part of any journey they finally came through, heading out for a ciggy & there to meet us was David's son David, with cases in boot we set off through the winding road leading from the airport to the main Aberdeen - Peterhead road.
Once on the main road the winds got up & heavy rain started.........oh aye! I say, " we are definitely home"
