The irony of it all

I arrived in NZ exactly 2 weeks ago today and found it quite ironic that despite the sleeping problems I have 90% of the week.....put me on a long haul flight, and I sleep like a baby. 

I am now also thinking about how ironic it is that I was admiring mother nature on my flight home. The sunset was incredible, and the clouds looked so fluffy and like something I could rest my head on or bounce along. Now mother nature in the form of a volcano is stopping me from resuming my life in London. Possibly for another 2 weeks.

How Ironic.