Sep 12 2002
Hello from London
I did get here in one piece, though with a total hangover from all that champagne on the flight. I never can resist it, especially when it’s free and the good French stuff. The time just blurred by, watching movies on my cute little iBook (though all on battery power, since the plane wasn’t equipped with the plug-in thing) and listening to music on my adorable little minidisc player and not sleeping, unlike almost everyone else. I only read an unprecedented two out of the 5 New Yorkers I brought with me, and managed to spill champagne on both of them, so they look about as bad as I did on arrival, stumbling through Heathrow all sleep deprived, headachy, and nauseous. Maybe that’s why they asked me so many questions at Customs. Much more than usual, anyway.
Although there had been a storm on Monday, it was sunny and 26C when I got here. Am beginning to wonder if what I brought with me is up to the sartorial challenge posed by the English weather, which is, if possible, even more capricious than I am. The sunny weather is supposed to last until Tuesday.
I stayed up until 9:30 last night, slept for 12 hours, and feel just fine. Off to Devon tomorrow, where they have towns with names like Cricket St. Thomas and about a million that end in “minster”.