Peckish

So we are sitting at the airport in Algiers waiting on our plane to London, we have no idea how long we will be away, as we are applying for visa renewals from the Algerian Embassy and as is usual with any kind of visa from any country not just Algerian, we have no idea of a time scale.  We could be a day, we could be a week, we could even be 10 days or more, how do you pack for that type of trip, well let me tell you, the answer is LIGHT! And why? I here you ask, well I will tell you now, it is beginning to get a little nippy in Algiers and we both have fair weather clothing only, so the cases are more than half empty so we can fill them with warm clothing and wolly tights, those are for my beloved obviously….We will hit London late this afternoon with a bang, and shop till we drop, or at least until the shops throw us out. 

Somewhere in between times we will eat but today it is all about travel and clothes shopping. I have picked us out a lovely looking Japanese restaurant on Regents Street, so fingers crossed we are not so carried away with our shopping we forget to eat, although I have to say anyone that knows my beloved will know this will never, ever, and I do mean ever happen.  A creature of habit he is, but the weirdest thing is when working in the office he can go all day with no food, and recently often without breakfast too, but once he is out of the office his belly roars and he needs fed, today is a prime example of his belly getting the better of him, we had breakfast before leaving the apartment, we traveled to the airport, checked in and already he has eaten his first little snack, why? because as he said he was a ‘little peckish!’, I fully expect him to be ‘a little peckish’ again in around 10 minutes, and as anyone who has travelled will know, there is no such thing as a healthy option in an airport…..