I’m up at 4:45am to catch the bus from the city to Belfast International. The tour guide said Belfast is the safety city next to Tokyo! I hope that’s true because I was schleping it through the city, alone, with a noisey, rolling, suitcase.
My flight, uneventful. What do you expect to happen in an hour? I did pay £10 ($20) for yet another traditional English breakfast of sausage, fried egg, baked beans, and soda bread.
It was windy, rainy, typical. But we had to walk the tarmac to the plane, thank God the back door was an option.