Guns and Vodka...

After a long flight from SA sitting with a very annoying French lady who kept waking me up and asking me to help her put the in-flight entertainment on for her. I also wasn’t feeling very well and had the shits when I landed in France (like you needed to know that). At Heathrow I met up with dad as he was coming back from Nigeria at the same time as me. We caught the coach to Stanstard and met up with Mum, Emma and Stu. After another goodbye and many trips to the toilet we were on our way to Riga…… Well not quite. The 1st problem I had was my bag was...