It was one of those crisp Manchester mornings that looks calm but hides chaos. The sky was barely awake, the roads empty, and I was humming quietly to myself, thinking how nice it felt to be early for once. I was flying to Lisbon — a short break, sunshine, nothing dramatic. Read More: https://www.sociomix.com/c/ugc/the-unexpected-travel-disaster-that-booking-airport-parking-helped-me-avoid-the-morning-everything-nearly-went-wrong/704281764326946