'cause I owe a 'we're in London' post...
Arrived early on Wednesday, successfully navigated the trains from Gatwick to London, found my hotel with absolutely no problem, looked once again at my ticket to discover HOLY F*CK my return ticket was for 16 April, not 9 April! One phone call to the airline later, I'm a chunk poorer, but at least I'm going home the same week I expected to. Ugh. I can only blame my own stupidity. Because even if I didn't make the original mistake while ordering, I certainly received confirmation emails from the airline which contained the dates in question. Ugh.
So far: I can still recommend Zoom Airlines. The original fare (ahem) was cheap enough, and they served two meals (sort of): a sandwich at 11pm, and a full hot breakfast: omlette, hash-browns, a slice of tomato, a fresh fruit cup, a pretty-good roll and butter, and tea. Points to them.
The hotel room is smallish but quite servicable, and has wifi.
Yesterday, I hung around the room until d. showed up, the we went touristing for the afternoon (down near Trafalgar Square) and ate dinner at a gastro-pub.
Hm. I'd write more, but we should go eat as it's 7:30. Later! (and no, I don't believe that I could qualify for boutell's "I'm too tired to blog about Europe" contest...)
So far: I can still recommend Zoom Airlines. The original fare (ahem) was cheap enough, and they served two meals (sort of): a sandwich at 11pm, and a full hot breakfast: omlette, hash-browns, a slice of tomato, a fresh fruit cup, a pretty-good roll and butter, and tea. Points to them.
The hotel room is smallish but quite servicable, and has wifi.
Yesterday, I hung around the room until d. showed up, the we went touristing for the afternoon (down near Trafalgar Square) and ate dinner at a gastro-pub.
Hm. I'd write more, but we should go eat as it's 7:30. Later! (and no, I don't believe that I could qualify for boutell's "I'm too tired to blog about Europe" contest...)