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Apr. 2nd, 2003 10:11 amOur last full day in England was incredible. We got up early to catch a train from Nottingham to London, and I worked on catching up in my offline journal (I have one which I bought for the trip to Italy and plan on using any time we take a trip in which we leave our continent), the ride was that smooth. Upon getting to London we got the last of our requested souvenirs as we took the tube to Victoria Station.
It took far longer than the advertised 10 minutes to get to our hotel; it turned out that we were directed the long way around by the station personnel. When we got there to drop off the bags the very nice person checking us in (whom we later discovered was Nick, the hotel's owner) checked and discovered our room was ready, so let us in several hours before the technical check-in time. The room was wonderful, with a queen-sized bed, a loveseat and coffee table, and a writing desk. In the bathroom they had the deepest tub I've ever seen -- I almost wish I was more of a bath person.
( Gushing tourist babble behind the cut tag. )
On Tuesday morning we managed to fit everything into the bags we'd brought, had breakfast, and headed out. After the whisper-smooth rides to and from Nottingham and the relatively smooth tube rides, we considered the very swaying ride to Gatwick to be quite an adventure. At Gatwick we were told our flowers wouldn't be allowed into the US, so we managed to distribute all of them among flight crew (several of whom remembered us from the trip out), gate agents, and the check-in people. Our trip home was again in envoy class. The train ride had apparently set the mood for the day, and we ran into a lot of turbulence, though not enough to preclude my working on my AD&D character to get her finally set up pending GM approval. Just before landing we discovered that one of the flight attendants lives literally minutes away from us when she's not traveling. Immigrations and customs were easier than I expected.
Since we had no flowers for the leg from PHL to RDU, we instead folded cranes for the flight crew. Andy's were, unsurprisingly, much better than mine, but those who got mine seemed happy as well. The flight home was smooth and quiet, and our luggage showed up fairly quickly. We had a good dinner at Firebirds, then came home to two happy kitties. Thena only seemed happy when one of us were touching her, and Gail was dashing back and forth between us to get in her cuddle quotient. Neither of us had any trouble getting to sleep.
I need to update my paper journal with yesterday's travel information, then, if this is anything like my Italy trip, I'll write down some general observations. Once I've done that I may post them here in a separate entry. The trip was over way too quickly and we already miss Kirsti, but it's also good to be home. I definitely want to go back to England someday.
It took far longer than the advertised 10 minutes to get to our hotel; it turned out that we were directed the long way around by the station personnel. When we got there to drop off the bags the very nice person checking us in (whom we later discovered was Nick, the hotel's owner) checked and discovered our room was ready, so let us in several hours before the technical check-in time. The room was wonderful, with a queen-sized bed, a loveseat and coffee table, and a writing desk. In the bathroom they had the deepest tub I've ever seen -- I almost wish I was more of a bath person.
( Gushing tourist babble behind the cut tag. )
On Tuesday morning we managed to fit everything into the bags we'd brought, had breakfast, and headed out. After the whisper-smooth rides to and from Nottingham and the relatively smooth tube rides, we considered the very swaying ride to Gatwick to be quite an adventure. At Gatwick we were told our flowers wouldn't be allowed into the US, so we managed to distribute all of them among flight crew (several of whom remembered us from the trip out), gate agents, and the check-in people. Our trip home was again in envoy class. The train ride had apparently set the mood for the day, and we ran into a lot of turbulence, though not enough to preclude my working on my AD&D character to get her finally set up pending GM approval. Just before landing we discovered that one of the flight attendants lives literally minutes away from us when she's not traveling. Immigrations and customs were easier than I expected.
Since we had no flowers for the leg from PHL to RDU, we instead folded cranes for the flight crew. Andy's were, unsurprisingly, much better than mine, but those who got mine seemed happy as well. The flight home was smooth and quiet, and our luggage showed up fairly quickly. We had a good dinner at Firebirds, then came home to two happy kitties. Thena only seemed happy when one of us were touching her, and Gail was dashing back and forth between us to get in her cuddle quotient. Neither of us had any trouble getting to sleep.
I need to update my paper journal with yesterday's travel information, then, if this is anything like my Italy trip, I'll write down some general observations. Once I've done that I may post them here in a separate entry. The trip was over way too quickly and we already miss Kirsti, but it's also good to be home. I definitely want to go back to England someday.
