#oneaday Day 574: Flugplatz

Well, here I am at Gatwick airport ready to bed down for the night in anticipation of getting up at some ungodly hour in the morning to get on a plane for Germany.

Yes, it’s Gamescom time and I’m approaching the impending event with a mixture of excitement and trepidation. I haven’t been to many of this kind of big event, and the few I have I’ve mostly been in attendance as a consumer rather than a member of the press.

This time, though, I have a jam-packed schedule of fun and it’s going to be hard work, but hopefully a good time — and satisfying too. I covered E3 on the home front for the second time this year and that was fun, so I can only imagine what it’s like actually being there. Gamescom, while arguably not treated with quite the same level of “importance” as E3 is, is still a pretty big event and hopefully there’ll be plenty of cool stuff to see.

Quite when I’ll have time to 1) eat 2) sleep 3) write and 4) go to the toilet is anyone’s guess, however. I may have to do several at the same time.

As for tonight, my home for a matter of hours is the Gatwick Central Travelodge, which is currently undergoing refurbishment but manages to look surprisingly impressive for a Travelodge. The room is massive, for one thing — in fact it looks a little too big, as there’s a huge space in one corner filled with only a crap wooden chair — and it has air conditioning, which is nice. In terms of floor space and facilities it’s surprisingly on a par with several genuinely nice hotels I’ve stayed at that cost a hell of a lot more than £25 a night. It has scratchy toilet paper and crap bedsheets though — but given I will be beneath them (or more likely atop them — it’s boiling) for approximately four hours, if that, I’m not going to complain. I needed a bed for the night, and I have one.

And on that note, it’s good night from me. See you in Deutschland.


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