Our holiday begins

Off to an inauspicious start - Yo Sushi is closed, in fact, almost the entire airport is closed between 6 and 8:30pm on a Saturday night, and we have to eat a rather inferior dinner (no, not just one blueberry, but a rubbery burger) in a pub blaring out heavy metal - at least Daddy could get a drink; we then find another pub playing Strictly (with no music) but are soon thrown out; not before I've licked their ketchup bottles, though