US Airways -> British Airways
We were supposed to board the US Airways plane headed for Philadelphia when a mechanical problem was found on the aircraft. The flight was delayed and then cancelled. Oh, no, we are going to miss our connecting flight from Philly to London! Shall we cancel on our first night for the hotel there? Well, we had to be patient and wait for the rebooking. After standing in the line for more than three hours and praying (mommy did the standing because of daddy's back problem), we were finally rewarded for our patience: they switched us to a direct flight of British Airways which departed 5 hours later than our original flight but arrived in London slightly ahead of the original one. God always has a good solution to every problem (see the Daily Bread for Aug 13).
The Hotel
The Heathrow Express train took us to Paddington station where we planned to take a taxi to our hotel (since we didn't know exactly where the hotel was). When we told the cab drive where we wanted to go, he told us that the hotel was only two blocks away and no cab was necessary. (Probably he didn't want to take a such a short distance after waiting in the line for a long time.) So we wheeled our bags along the street and ventured in the direction he pointed to us. The map I printed from Google was totally useless, but after asking three people on the way, we finally arrived at our destination. The hotel is truly within walking distance from the train station. This also explains why we hear the rumbling of the train all the time. We thought a thunder storm was coming when we heard it the first few times. The hotel room is tiny and our luggage took all the floor space besides the bed. The TV is tiny, too, but at least we were able to watch the Olympics. What's more, it has free internet access, so that I can do this blog.
Hyde Park
To prevent us from falling to sleep prematurely (it was only 4pm and we were very sleepy), we went to the nearby Hyde Park which is famous for its Speaker's Corner where anybody can make a public speech there to air their political views. In China, this park is also famous for being the burial place of Karl Marx (the father of communism). The park is huge with a lot green space and a beautiful lake. We did find the Speaker's Corner, but Marx's tomb was no where to be found. And nobody else knows Marx, not to mention his tomb. He is obviously dead in England.
We were supposed to board the US Airways plane headed for Philadelphia when a mechanical problem was found on the aircraft. The flight was delayed and then cancelled. Oh, no, we are going to miss our connecting flight from Philly to London! Shall we cancel on our first night for the hotel there? Well, we had to be patient and wait for the rebooking. After standing in the line for more than three hours and praying (mommy did the standing because of daddy's back problem), we were finally rewarded for our patience: they switched us to a direct flight of British Airways which departed 5 hours later than our original flight but arrived in London slightly ahead of the original one. God always has a good solution to every problem (see the Daily Bread for Aug 13).
The Hotel
The Heathrow Express train took us to Paddington station where we planned to take a taxi to our hotel (since we didn't know exactly where the hotel was). When we told the cab drive where we wanted to go, he told us that the hotel was only two blocks away and no cab was necessary. (Probably he didn't want to take a such a short distance after waiting in the line for a long time.) So we wheeled our bags along the street and ventured in the direction he pointed to us. The map I printed from Google was totally useless, but after asking three people on the way, we finally arrived at our destination. The hotel is truly within walking distance from the train station. This also explains why we hear the rumbling of the train all the time. We thought a thunder storm was coming when we heard it the first few times. The hotel room is tiny and our luggage took all the floor space besides the bed. The TV is tiny, too, but at least we were able to watch the Olympics. What's more, it has free internet access, so that I can do this blog.
Hyde Park
To prevent us from falling to sleep prematurely (it was only 4pm and we were very sleepy), we went to the nearby Hyde Park which is famous for its Speaker's Corner where anybody can make a public speech there to air their political views. In China, this park is also famous for being the burial place of Karl Marx (the father of communism). The park is huge with a lot green space and a beautiful lake. We did find the Speaker's Corner, but Marx's tomb was no where to be found. And nobody else knows Marx, not to mention his tomb. He is obviously dead in England.
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