Return to civilization - almost like we know it
We got into Heathrow at 9.30am local time after a rather uneventful flight with British Airways. We had a last minute hitch the day before when we tried to check in using the online process only to discover that Qantas had not issued the tickets. A call to Qantas resulted in the answer - they are in the queue and should be issued in an hour. We refused to accept this and after some time of discussion they issued them on the spot. We then had to print out all the e-tickets and schedules etc however when we got to the counter they didn't even look at them (c'est la vie). When we got to Heathrow we checked out a whole lot of travel options and, after getting some wrong information, we caught a train, another train and then another train to Sharon's nephew's place where we are staying in Gipsy Hill. After lugging our suitcases up a gigantic hill we finally arrived and promptly fell asleep on the couches. Today we looked around and went shopping where we found Vegemite, proper bread and real cheese. It is my theory that a country's evolution is not measured b
y its laws, its buildings or architecture or its customs but rather by the quality of its food especially its chocolate. We were able to have a proper breakfast consisting of toast with butter and Vegemite and real tea - what magnificence.
We got into Heathrow at 9.30am local time after a rather uneventful flight with British Airways. We had a last minute hitch the day before when we tried to check in using the online process only to discover that Qantas had not issued the tickets. A call to Qantas resulted in the answer - they are in the queue and should be issued in an hour. We refused to accept this and after some time of discussion they issued them on the spot. We then had to print out all the e-tickets and schedules etc however when we got to the counter they didn't even look at them (c'est la vie). When we got to Heathrow we checked out a whole lot of travel options and, after getting some wrong information, we caught a train, another train and then another train to Sharon's nephew's place where we are staying in Gipsy Hill. After lugging our suitcases up a gigantic hill we finally arrived and promptly fell asleep on the couches. Today we looked around and went shopping where we found Vegemite, proper bread and real cheese. It is my theory that a country's evolution is not measured b
y its laws, its buildings or architecture or its customs but rather by the quality of its food especially its chocolate. We were able to have a proper breakfast consisting of toast with butter and Vegemite and real tea - what magnificence.
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