Saturday, November 13, 2010

Upper Class

Arrived at 7:30 a.m. after an Ambien-induced slumber & too-early wake-up from Bob the steward (Bob thought I'd ordered breakfast but I hadn't, thinking the additional 90 minutes of sleep would be nice. Sigh.)  No matter, can I just say how much I adore the full-flat beds on Virgin Atlantic?

After breezing through customs @ Heathrow, a fabulous cabbie named Nick drove west to Isle of Dogs, my home away from home thru year-end. (Love those spacious, clean London dial-a-cabs!) After a quick unpack (and successful destruction of 2 converters), I headed out to Canary Wharf (surprisingly populated for a financial district Saturday). My first find was The Parlour, a beautiful-beyond-words gastro-pub which, I am certain, will become my 'local'. Dave the bartender, who told me to shout for him whenever bar was crowded and I needed a pint (he's going to regret that), let me in before opening to take snaps.








Odds are you'll find me there tomorrow morning buried behind the Sunday Times, tucking into a plate of Boiled Eggs & Buttered Toast Fingers. Then I'm headed here, for some new power cords.

Cheers.

4 comments :

  1. I am so excited for you!....but even more for me.....as long as you keep this up your entire stay....sighhhhh my favorite town..Have fun and keep reporting PLEASE!...K

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  2. O.K. I'm officially jealous. What is the Isle of Dogs? I'll be back later, I'm taking a break from posting.
    Best,
    Liz

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  3. Gorgeous pub! How lucky are you to have that as your local? Enjoy!

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  4. Totally envious! Have fun and please, please, please keep us posted. You have a special skill for finding the best wherever you are.

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