[[OOC: Starting the actual hol, lol, after a while XD. I'm going to do a recap of what's happened, so we can start somewhere interesting. Hope that's ok.]]
The plane ride had only been a few hours, but it felt so much longer than that. How could muggles stand such slow transport? Wizards should really make some sort of faster wizarding travel, Jemma thought. She was walking through the airport. She had her bags and everything. She was growing to hate airports. Luckily most signs were in English as well as a million other languages. French, she noticed, was there too.
The taxi ride to the...she couldn't exactly call it a hotel where they were staying. A cabin, kind of. She was sharing a room with Gabrielle. They had lots of space and a bathroom, which was good. A shower/bath, luckily. After unpacking, they had a good nights rest. Travelling was tiring.
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Jemma woke up. It was nine am. She was surprised, she didn't usually wake up this early at home. Then again, they had gone to bed reasonably early she thought. She rolled over in her bed. She decided to read for a bit before she got up. She wasn't in a mood to get up yet.
It was too dark though. She reached towards the curtain and pulled it aside. It took her about five minutes, given her reluctance to get up. The sun shone through, lighting up the entire room. Crap. Gabrielle. She looked at her friend. Was she asleep? Was she awake? Had she woken her up? Jemma hoped she hadn't.