We made it to London. I wish I could say we made it well, but we did make it.
My fears were realized when, on the way up into the air, the pressure started building in my ears and sinuses. It started to really hurt as I tried to get them to regulate, and then they regulated, and it hurt worse. I guess what happens is that the stuff clogging my sinuses squeezes its way into my ears when the pressure drops. Then, on the way down, the pressure increases but the stuff can't make it back out of my ears, leading to a painful pressure on my ear drum, and serious hearing difficulties.
But enough of the complaining! We got in to Heathrow, changed some money, grabbed our bags (which thankfully made it along with us) and went out to see about a taxi. A taxi from the airport to our hotel was going to cost 50 pounds. That's $100 in American. That's how much our tickets from Shannon, Ireland to London cost. In fact, that's MORE.
We decided to take the Tube, London's Underground. Two day-passes cost us 12.60 pounds. It was well worth the trouble of dragging our luggage up and down the stairs and walking two blocks to our hotel, The Royal Eagle.
The Royal Eagle is a decent enough place, with reasonable prices. Their reception staff, however, could use a little help. Despite the specific request made at the time of our reservation, they gave us a room with two twin beds. Separate Beds? We're on our honeymoon! We should at least sleep in the same bed.
They tried and tried, but their big bad computer system (the convenient excuse of all service workers) wouldn't let them switch. And all they had were double beds anyhow. We decided to push our beds together, just like Ozzie and Harriet probably did on their honeymoon.
I sit here in the room, typing away over the Internet access I paid for, digesting a large and very authentic Italian meal. It occurs to me that we are very lucky to have such spacious and reasonably-priced accommodations all over America. I've driven coast to coast, and many many places in-between, and I've never paid so much for such a small room. We were spoiled by our king-sized, canopy-bedded, luxurious hotel in Galway.
That's all for now. I need to nurse my aching ears and Medina needs to catch-up on the sleep I kept her from last night with all of my coughing and nose-blowing. We will be exploring London tomorrow, and there will be many pictures to come soon. I might as well get good use out of this $20 per day Internet access. :)
We're both feeling a little homesick today. It's hard to be sick away from home. It makes me miss all the comfortable and warm things our home provides. And it makes me miss my mom.
We're quite a way away from home now, but we'll enjoy the rest of the trip and see all of you soon. Until then, think of us fondly and leave plenty of comments here and on the pictures. It's nice to know when people are following along.
My fears were realized when, on the way up into the air, the pressure started building in my ears and sinuses. It started to really hurt as I tried to get them to regulate, and then they regulated, and it hurt worse. I guess what happens is that the stuff clogging my sinuses squeezes its way into my ears when the pressure drops. Then, on the way down, the pressure increases but the stuff can't make it back out of my ears, leading to a painful pressure on my ear drum, and serious hearing difficulties.
But enough of the complaining! We got in to Heathrow, changed some money, grabbed our bags (which thankfully made it along with us) and went out to see about a taxi. A taxi from the airport to our hotel was going to cost 50 pounds. That's $100 in American. That's how much our tickets from Shannon, Ireland to London cost. In fact, that's MORE.
We decided to take the Tube, London's Underground. Two day-passes cost us 12.60 pounds. It was well worth the trouble of dragging our luggage up and down the stairs and walking two blocks to our hotel, The Royal Eagle.
The Royal Eagle is a decent enough place, with reasonable prices. Their reception staff, however, could use a little help. Despite the specific request made at the time of our reservation, they gave us a room with two twin beds. Separate Beds? We're on our honeymoon! We should at least sleep in the same bed.
They tried and tried, but their big bad computer system (the convenient excuse of all service workers) wouldn't let them switch. And all they had were double beds anyhow. We decided to push our beds together, just like Ozzie and Harriet probably did on their honeymoon.
I sit here in the room, typing away over the Internet access I paid for, digesting a large and very authentic Italian meal. It occurs to me that we are very lucky to have such spacious and reasonably-priced accommodations all over America. I've driven coast to coast, and many many places in-between, and I've never paid so much for such a small room. We were spoiled by our king-sized, canopy-bedded, luxurious hotel in Galway.
That's all for now. I need to nurse my aching ears and Medina needs to catch-up on the sleep I kept her from last night with all of my coughing and nose-blowing. We will be exploring London tomorrow, and there will be many pictures to come soon. I might as well get good use out of this $20 per day Internet access. :)
We're both feeling a little homesick today. It's hard to be sick away from home. It makes me miss all the comfortable and warm things our home provides. And it makes me miss my mom.
We're quite a way away from home now, but we'll enjoy the rest of the trip and see all of you soon. Until then, think of us fondly and leave plenty of comments here and on the pictures. It's nice to know when people are following along.
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