Flying Into London

This morning I flew into Heathrow. A very different view from La Guardia! For one thing, I spent most of the eight-hour flight trying to get some sleep. Obviously, the harder I tried the more difficult it became. I was finally starting to get groggy when the plane touched down.

For another, it’s raining in London (as usual). I really miss this place. Given the opportunity, Mariana and I would move back here without hesitation.

July 8, 2002 | Archived in Random Notes