T-12 hours: I check the forecast for London:
So much for, “Oh, to be in England now that April’s there…” But as the Vacation Rain Goddess, I am unsurprised.
[22 hours later]
Our 777 approaches Heathrow. Then passes Heathrow, circling London and heading back east to the runway. It’s sweet that the pilots like to give incoming tourists a view…of the RAIN CLOUDS. Almost like they’re saying, “Here’s a preview! Next time, when you think British vacation, think British Virgin Islands, you bloody fool.” Continue reading London Diary: Day One (#130)
