Return to London

 

Wednesday night Susan, Jennifer, and I took a red-eye to London, so Jenn could attend a big book convention. The flight wasn’t the greatest - the boarding for the first leg, to Atlanta, was delayed almost an hour, then once boarded we waited around an hour until takeoff due to a storm. Luckily we had still had time to make our connector. On the second leg we were supposed to be upgraded to Delta Comfort, but then less than 24 hours before the flight we were downgraded back to main cabin, so we didn’t get much sleep.

Eventually though we made it to Heathrow, which is west of London, picked up all our bags, filled with many books, and took the Elizabeth line of the Underground to our hotel on the east side of London. We stayed in the Aloft next to the Excel, a huge exhibition hall. By then it was late afternoon, and we were exhausted from our flight and dragging multiple heavy suitcases through multiple stations, so we unpacked, cleaned up and went to sleep. 

Friday morning we headed to Oxford Street to do a little shopping, then walked through the Mayfair area so that Jennifer could attend an event with her publicist that afternoon, an English Tea.

While Jennifer attended the tea, Susan and I walked down Piccadilly and had lunch at the original Hard Rock Cafe. We had eaten here during our first trip to London back in December of 2014, but I went ahead and bought another shot glass because they had changed designs. 

After that we headed back to the Excel and checked in for the book convention Jenn and Susan will be attending tomorrow, attended an author meet and greet, then set up her table.