Marrakech with Mother - Day One
The Journey... After a very very early start and some fun on the motorway (Mum dozed, I slept and Dad took the wrong junction) we arrived at Gatwick ready for our flight. Our gate number wasn't due until 5.25am so we headed to Starbucks for breakfast. Having filled up on a muffin and a large tea I was ready to fly. We popped to Boots to buy a meal for the plane and then it was time to make our way to Gate 559. Luckily it wasn't too far to walk and we were soon waiting in the departure lounge. We were both surprised by the abundance of small children on the flight. Queuing to board, we amused ourselves by people watching. Our seats were 22E and 22F, with me in the window seat. There was a small palava finding a space for the cases overhead. Mum's fitted a few rows in front but, being terribly British, I let ladies behind me take the other spaces. Unfortunately this meant my leg room was now slightly diminished, but I squished in regardless. I think we both slept for the