Day 1

So we started out on the Salt Lake to Paris, since the booking agent swore that we had to visit London first, but fly in to Paris. Whatever works for you, I guess. Our very first picture is right after the overnight-butt long-flight:

Nellie looking beautiful as ever, with Lisa personifying "I've seen corpses with better color".

Somebody probably should have warned Nellers about the family curse because the plane was delayed for so long (de-icing, de-bagging, and de-passengering) that we didn't get into London until around 5 or 6. We made it to our hotel without too much trouble and found the VA booked us into the Ambassador Hotel...in the basement. Here's what our "window"/sliding glass door looked like:

And incidentally, no, you could not open the glass door that led into an alley, but you could push the metal bars back just like in a shop window.

This was the rest of our room:
As you can see, the closet included a tv console and dinette. Room decor consisted of a large framed picture of the Underground they were so kind though as to put on the wall opposite the bed. So much for Day 1...