One last day of drinkable tap water

Trip Start Apr 11, 2009
Trip End Aug 06, 2009

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Sunday, April 12, 2009

If you ever find yourself at loose ends, with a 24 hour layover in England on the weekend of a major holiday, I'd like to suggest you look up my friend Lissy. 

This is not, entirely, because of her family's fairly magnificent generosity and variety of napping locations, but also partly, in fact, maybe even mostly, for the sheer joy of getting to write on your immigration form that you will be staying at:
Bethesda Street
Upper Basilton
Call me American, but I could live in the UK indefinitely and never, ever stop finding that charming.  Some things just never get old. 

Of course, the truth is, I wasn't staying there.  Not in the overnight sense, anyway.  Lissy picked me up this morning (or, at this point, yesterday morning) at Reading station for a brief and lovely day of shopping, National Trust home visiting, eating and, of course, more eating.  Late last night, after a false start, a forgotten camera and about 45 minutes of profuse appologies on my part, I finally ended up at Heathrow just about midnight to spend the first of what may be many nights in airports.  I discovered the least and most comfortable ways to combine two fleeces and a backpack into a bed (none of which fall anywhere short of painfully and hideously uncomfortable, but at least some of which may not cause permanent spinal damage) and spent a glorious two hours sleeping face down on the airport floor with my iPhone as a pillow before having the novel experience of being the very first person through security just half an hour ago.  As layovers go, I'd say its an all-around win. 

At this point, I have 45 minutes left in this country and thirteen pound coins that the ticket machine gave me yesterday, so you'll excuse me if I have to attend to some seriously overpriced breakfast. 
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alfieandclaire on

Travellers' Reunion
After a year and a half in a small box marked 'Delhi', AlfieandClaire lives again!

I suppose we'll share this account to make comments on your epic travels, but at the moment, just Alfie is commenting; I wish only to sympathise with your night at Heathrow, and remark upon quite how much misery that place has caused to so many. I hope your extortionate breakfast was even nearly worth it. The rest of our country is far more comfortable.

Good luck, brave wanderer! I can't wait to explore and revisit vicariously, through you. x

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