Now Monday at 10 a.m. body time, or 4.10 p.m. in London.
The Boeing 787 Dreamliner is a lovely jet! And American Airlines really took care of us in spite of the weather problems in the eastern USA.
We arrived in London on time this morning. Knowing that our luggage would not make the 7 p.m. flight yesterday, we checked with AA customer service to learn that our luggage was on the later flight, and would arrive around 11 a.m. in London. The friendly agent gave us instructions on what to do next about the luggage, and then Kevin and I were off on Heathrow Express to Paddington Station, where we had eggs Benedict at a pub in the station.
Then we walked to the Hammersmith and City Line and went by Tube to King’s Cross, then headed south on the Northern Line to London Bridge station. We wandered around Borough Market for a while; Kevin found some spicy chicken to eat.
I had an old £10 bill, and needed to change it at a bank, so that was next. (The new bills are plastic!)
I bought some Caerphilly cheese to bring home too!
Reversing our trek, we headed back to Heathrow and went through elaborate security checks to gather our luggage, only to find that it had been transferred after all to Royal Air Maroc for our flights today.
Now, at 4.20 p.m., we are in the lounge in the quiet and the air conditioning, with hot food. Our flight to Casablanca leaves in two hours. I’m hopeful we make the final flight tonight from Casablanca to Tangier!
I attended the standing-room-only festive Choral Eucharist at Westminster Abbey this morning. Tourists were everywhere, but enough of us were taking matters seriously that I knew I was in a holy place.
On the way to communion, I walked right over David Livingston’s grave!
And the Dean himself, The Very Rev. Dr. John Hall, administered my communion this morning.
At noon, with the service ended, I found the sidewalks around the Abbey and Parliament Square and Westminster Bridge to be jammed with tourists on a very chilly early Spring day. So half-way back to my flat, I jumped on a bus for the final blocks.
Luncheon was a Sunday pub meal of pork roast, crackling, Yorkshire puddings, potatoes, carrots, broccoli, parsnips, and applesauce. And a Fuller’s London Pride. I couldn’t finish it all!
Oh — and kale. I didn’t even try.
Now for Evensong at St. Mary’s Bourne Street, with the Benediction of the Blessed Sacrament. The music list includes Harwood in A-flat, one of my favorite settings of the Mag & Nunc.