The final leg of the journey was quite painless, aside the envy of the couple beside us who had slept ceaselessly for the journey's entire seven hours. We spent much of the time admiring the cities on the flight map, wondering what Bad Aussee was like.
We also questioned whether German Coburg eclipsed that of Melbourne's, although it's certainly more convenient for Wagner fans.
England presented us with the finest weather I'd ever encountered upon arrival: not wet windy grey and cold but fine, clear, dry and warm...ish. The Immigration staff member was very pleasant and we were out in a flash. On the concourse we spotted our good friend/doppelganger Greg Black:
The Royal Couple were everywhere. That aside we felt welcomed.
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