It was a 5:30am start.
We were in the car by 6. A two hour drive and 3 hour check in for a 12-something departure.
A stopover in Singapore. Another in Abu Dhabi.
It's 7am-ish when we finally land in London.
But there is still the Underground to negotiate...
We have been on-the-road for about 37 hours when we arrive at our hotel (bless my children!!) but it's still only 9am and not time to check in yet. Oh-my-God.
So we head out. We play. We investigate. And as the rain starts to fall and the afternoon chill sets in... we see the Ritz Hotel, like a shiny-warm-snug mirage right there on the London street.
We bundle in. And head towards the bar for tea and hot chocolates and other yummy delights!! Hurray!
STOP. Huh? T and the boys are in Converse trainers and they won't allow you in without dress shoes. Boo. We go to leave and then my wonderful husband - who knows how much I love drinking tea in beautiful hotels and tells me to stay.
Ohhhhhh...
The offer is too good to refuse :)
T whisks the boys off to Starbucks or one of the other coffee houses further along the street and I get to relish some mama-time - bliss! - even my camera battery dying a few minutes after I sat down couldn't stop me smiling...
We were in the car by 6. A two hour drive and 3 hour check in for a 12-something departure.
A stopover in Singapore. Another in Abu Dhabi.
It's 7am-ish when we finally land in London.
But there is still the Underground to negotiate...
We have been on-the-road for about 37 hours when we arrive at our hotel (bless my children!!) but it's still only 9am and not time to check in yet. Oh-my-God.
So we head out. We play. We investigate. And as the rain starts to fall and the afternoon chill sets in... we see the Ritz Hotel, like a shiny-warm-snug mirage right there on the London street.
We bundle in. And head towards the bar for tea and hot chocolates and other yummy delights!! Hurray!
STOP. Huh? T and the boys are in Converse trainers and they won't allow you in without dress shoes. Boo. We go to leave and then my wonderful husband - who knows how much I love drinking tea in beautiful hotels and tells me to stay.
Ohhhhhh...
The offer is too good to refuse :)
T whisks the boys off to Starbucks or one of the other coffee houses further along the street and I get to relish some mama-time - bliss! - even my camera battery dying a few minutes after I sat down couldn't stop me smiling...
no !!!! you mean be at airport 6am instead of 7am ??? for 9am flight departure, I was convincing myself two hours would be OK but yes I think they recommend three :( oh well in for a penny in for a pound, up at 4 instead of 5, lol, I will be dying by the time we reach our hotel, definitely in dire need of a nice cup of tea, wish I could sleep on planes, just never do, hope the boys can catch a nap, yep it will most definitely be Oh-my-God on-the-road for 37+ hours I don't even want to do the maths #thejoysoftravel :) xo
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