Back to Blighty

A boring shot from the orange airline on the second leg of my journey back. This was leaving Barcelona, of which I saw nothing but the baggage reclaim hall, the crowded shuttle bus and the security desk. Why do I no longer set off the alarms with my metal legwork and brain wires? Worrying.
Not possible to take any more pics today through (a) extreme tiredness, (b) the shock of visiting a large supermarket straight from the plane, on a Saturday in full C*****mas mode, and (c) the fact that the weather was shite absolutely awful and I couldn't face going out. Spent a lot of time trying to find old winter clothes I´d left behind, just to have something warm to wear.