I have nailed this Heathrow thing, I think, as I arrive at the airport at precisely the time I had planned, being precisely 2 hours before my flight, stroll into the priority check in, make one particular purchase from Jo Malone and buy my favourite guilty lunch (Leon’s fish finger wrap, I’m so English now) and then the gate is announced and I take my bulkhead row seat and peruse the menu (one meal, 9 hours? Jokers).
Date: 8 June. Location: on the I-15, between Las Vegas and Palm Desert, Nevada. Notable sightings: buffet culture, a show on The Strip, the Bellagio fountains, Paris, New York New […]
Date: 6 June Location: waiting for my southern breakfast with ‘grits’, Highland Bakery, Midtown, Atlanta, Georgia. Notable sightings: the famous Peachtree Street. I’d remarked to our Liberian cab driver in […]
Date: 30 May Location: the Hilton, Houston. Notable sightings: the Lone Star State, cowboys, line dancing. After the a Hurricanes we felt much like Dorothy’s house looked after the tornado. […]