ClaireMarie
New Member
Five years ago I went to Cuba, I was 22 stone plus and had to squeeze myself into a minuscule Thomas Cook airplane seat, I was wedged in so tightly I arrived at Cuba seriously bruised after a ten hour flight, I took a sleeping pill to get through the flight. I refused to fly again because of how bad it was...well until two weeks ago, this time I was 11 stones 4 pounds and had loads of room, in fact the whole holiday was incredible this time round, snorkelling swimming with dolphins and kayaking, I'm so incredibly thankful for being given another chance at life.