Tag: British

  • Upside down, all around

    It’s been a minute since I last posted, but if you’ll recall, I ended up flying to London without my travel buddy since she had to wait until the next day for a flight out of DFW. I managed to find my gate, survive the nine-hour flight, disembark with my luggage, get through customs and…

  • Cheerio, London!

    After a very long and sleepless overnight “red-eye” flight, my plane landed at Heathrow airport in London. A nice British gentleman in the middle seat (who snored, actually) handled my overhead luggage for me–so nice. Then it was time to deplane and face the great unknown. And Heathrow is the largest airport in Europe, but…

  • An Dara La’ (Day Two)

    That’s Gaelic (pronounced “Gallic” in Scotland). When we finally landed at London’s Heathrow Airport, our mission was to find the restroom and then find our gate, a herculean task, apparently. Because we were six hours early, it wasn’t posted on the flight screens yet. When it was finally posted, we had to hop on an…