heard that the bloody volcano in Iceland is once again spewing it's aircraft unfriendly ash into the atmosphere and that some flights out of the UK are already being cancelled. Guess where we are making our first stopover tomorrow? Yep, you guessed it - London.
The bastard volcano already screwed up my birthday last year, leaving me stranded a week in London and Paris but I did make it to the Half Ironman in Lisbon by the skin of my teeth.
If I can't get to Brazil on time I swear I will do the Ironman on my own, swimming in a lake and riding and running around here. Nothing is going to stop me, not even you, Grimsvötn!!