This day was pretty much a travelling day so there aren't any photos
since photos of the inside of an airport terminal or a rainy London
day aren't very exciting.
Edwin had to go back to work but was starting late. After
travelling to the freeway, we said our (sad) goodbyes and sent Steen
sat and watched the planes take off and land until it was time for him
to go. After Edwin left, I sat and read a book or just sat until it
was time for my plane to Heathrow. About the only interesting thing
that happened was that I started to learn numbers in Dutch from the
flight announcements being both in Dutch and English (but have since
forgotten everything I learnt).
Being such a short distance to London from Amsterdam, most of the
flight was climbing and descending. It was most amusing to watch the
cabin crew push those trolleys uphill. It seemed that we were only
flying level for about 5 minutes before descending again. It was most
interesting for me to see London from the air as I had been studying
the maps and could see the Thames winding is way just like on the
Having reached Heathrow, it was time to go through
Immigration. After the usual waiting in line, I stepped up to the desk
and conversation with the Immigration Officer went something like this:
Officer: Where have you come from ?
Officer: How long are you staying in the UK ?
Me: One night
Officer (slighly puzzled): Where are you going next ?
Officer (more puzzled): What is the purpose of your visit ?
Officer (very puzzled now): Funny sort of holiday isn't it ?
After explaining that I was leaving on a tour the next day before
returning to London, they let me into the country and I went off to
fetch my bag.
With my bag in tow (those ones with wheels are handy), I went to
find the Airport Express bus as I had a ticket as part of my deal. So
off I trundled to the bus stop. Only then did I realise that the
Airport Express bus left from somewhere else. Grabbing a brochure, I
discovered that I had to go all the way back to where I'd left the
customs area. Having found out where I was supposed to wait, it was
time to sit and wait. Unfortunately, it appeared that the last bus had
just left so I waited longer than I could have if I didn't screw up in
the first place.
Having got on the bus and ascertained that it was going to where I
wanted to go (the Imperial Hotel at Russell Square), I settled in for
the ride. Having never been there before I was anxious to not miss my
stop and my anxiety was not helped by the fact that everyone else was
getting off. I had remembered the area code of where I wanted to go so
I knew I wasn't there yet so kept going. Eventually, the driver called
out and I went back downstairs (it's a double decker bus) and he
dropped me off right in front of the hotel.
I went inside the hotel, checked in and grabbed my key. Having got
into the room, I was pleased to find that I had been upgraded from a
twin share room to a single. That was fine by me as I wasn't in the
mood for dealing with new people just yet so I was able to collapse
and rest for a while.
Having rested, it was time to check my surroundings. Stuffing my
map in my bum bag, the first stop was to find the Royal National hotel
and the Contiki room where we were all due to meet later for the
pre-departure checks. After that my main task was to find something to
eat, both straight away and for breakfast the following morning. I
As the day rolled on, the time for the pre-departure meeting was
quickly upon me, so I took off for the Contiki room. There were a
number of tours leaving the following day so there were lots of people
hanging around but after everyone got sorted into their groups some
sort of order prevailed. Our tour manager, Leanda, and driver Macca
were busy checking that everyone was there and organising currency
packs. Once everything was organised I took off back to my room as I
was tired and had an early start the following morning.