I'm getting rained on, hard, trying to cross the Strand on a busy February morning. A taxi beeps loudly as my foot steps off the curb. It's one of those days where everyone looks like they've got out of the wrong side of the bed. 7 million londoners wishing they were somewhere else.
"The first day of any tour is just pissing about"
Andy my genial , pin-strip suited travel consultant isn't pissing about. We're working out the best way to get into Panama City, and he's just a whirl of airport codes and routing info. New airlines I didn't know existed until five minutes ago are now imprinted on my mind. Not sure this could all be done on Expedia...
Well the route is pretty much nailed down now. What started out as a visit to some far flung friends now reads like this;
London - Miami - Panama - Costa Rica - Nicaragua - Honduras - El Salvador - Guatamala - Belize - LA - Hawaii - Australia - Bali - Lombok - Hong Kong - London
I leave on the 19th of March. We are go for launch.
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