Day 1

Hooray, we made it! Nine hours to get across the "pond" from Dallas. That's 7,000+ miles in coach - ouch! We started the trip off right with a champagne toast over Arkansas and then hunkered down for the rest of the flight. Can't complain too much though with individual televisions and remote controls at each seat. Yesserie, we were entertained with re-runs of NCIS and Bones. We decided to continue our "coach" approach by taking the "tube" to our hotel from Heathrow. An hour later, two tranfers and a short walk, and we are in our hotel. We are in the Belgravia neighborhood. Very residential looking. Our hotel is a B&B and when they described it as tight and tangled old guest house, they weren't kidding. It's tiny but quaint. Our room is six flights of stairs up, on the top. No elevator!! But those stairs are no match for the two old broads - a skip and a hop and we were up the stairs with our bags (or maybe it was a grunt and groan and up the stairs). We're not planning on doing much today but getting familiar with the neighborhood, getting a good meal and a full night's sleep. Afterall, tomorrow we may be spending time with royalty. The queen is off to Ireland but I'm sure Kate and William would be happy to spend time with a couple of old Arkansas broads. Until next time - cheerio!