The vacation is ending...

We got up at 5:45 so we could take a bus to Heathrow airport. Mary reminded me that our travel time today will be 22 hours. Now that is something to look forward to!

We called a taxi to take us to the street where the bus will pick us up. Plenty of time to spare, this is a good omen, right? OK, bag check, where is the computer and camera? “I don’t have it!” “<insert Tony’s favorite bad word here>!!” What to do? Call her sister and have her call the taxi company. No answer at her house. I see a taxi down the street and ask the driver if he can call the office and get in touch with the other driver. After a little while he is able to get word to the dispatcher. A few minutes later the original taxi shows up with the notebook and camera. Whew! The bus is here and we are off.

The trip to Heathrow was uneventful. We got there with a couple of hours to spare. We got checked in and went to the Admiral's Club. Heathrow is a pit but American Airlines has a really nice club. Since we are using frequent flier miles to fly Business Class we get to use the club. This club is much nicer than Dallas. Everything here is free. We sat in the big leather chairs and waited for the flight to board.

The flight to Dallas is a Boeing 777, my favorite. The Business Class seats are incredible, the food is awesome, and I have my own entertainment center. I ended up watching 8 episodes of a great show, The Office, that I don’t normally watch.  This was a great way to waste a lot of time on the 9-hour flight. We both managed to get some sleep. Life was perfect until the dude across the aisle from Mary started having a very bad case of Sleep Gas. The SBD type. Holy Crap! We spent a lot of time smelling the spines of our books. The flight attendant came by and gave us a funny look until she too smelled it. She did a u-turn and split. Eventually the guy was empty and we returned to normal.

We got in to Dallas and had to collect our luggage and go through Customs. This was not bad except for our stupid, rude fellow travelers. We rode the Skyway tram to our flight home. We only had about 30 minutes so we passed on the Admiral’s Club. As it turns out, the flight was delayed, the gate was changed, but we didn’t really care. We just went with the flow. We were on one of my least favorite planes, a MD 80. We were in First Class so it was OK. We snoozed some more on the way home.

We had a car waiting to take us home. She saw a huge yacht on the way to the airport and asked if we were up for a drive-by. Sure! San Diego is courting the Mega Yacht business. The first yacht was the Princess Mariana. This is an amazing yacht complete with a helicopter on top.

Here is a link to some info - click  here

If you have some cash burning a hole in your pocket you can charter this for$606,000 a week!

Our neighbor, Misty had stocked the fridge so we did not have to make a mad dash to the store. That was awesome. We unloaded most of the luggage and started to catch up with the mail. Mia was really happy to have her Mommy back. She followed Mary around. Mocha had a ‘tude and tried to act like it was no big deal but her purr box gave her away.

We managed to stay up until about 11:00 P.M. Tomorrow.. The laundry.