Overall, my overnight stay in Manchester Airport wasn't so bad. It was a long 22 hours that's for sure, but it wasn't dreadful.
By 2 pm on Saturday, I had hit the 'What am I going to do with myself?' stage hard. Somehow, i pushed through. Even sooner, I had reached the point of not caring about how I looked whether I was spread across four chairs or sprawled on the concrete floor while trying to get some sleep. I am sure I got some odd stares.. Haha.
Although I only got three hours of sleep last night and only two the night before, I managed to remain wide awake and alert by fueling myself well with coffee and food!
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