After Tuesday’s debacle looking for the pool in
It is a small family run hotel, it has I’d guess maybe 40-bedrooms, a bar, a restaurant and a breakfast/meeting room. They couldn’t have been more helpful organising cabs/taxis and helping with menu selection from the German menu. I asked if I could get a shirt cleaned, and although it didn’t get taken the lady who seemed to be in charge during my stay was almost insistent she collect the shirt at and wash it that night. Small, perfectly formed and great value.
The education session in the
2.4km swim later and we were back dropping off the towels at the desk and asking for a taxi. This really is a model swimming facility for mixed bathing and swimming use. Well organised, efficient and effective joint changing area combined with a 50m pool completely laned off for swimming. So, I guess it was with no surprise while searching on google just now to find that the Australian swim team used it for a training camp before numerous world championships and the 2004 Olympics. Apparently it has a 50m outdoor pool as well!
The flight to Heathrow was fine, I bought a ticket for the Heathrow Express to get to Paddington. Everywhere you look at Heathrow there are signs that say “
Up early next morning and in for a meeting with Alan. After that it was the planned education meeting and met up with James Governor for lunch at what was Felthams finest(memo to self, skip Feltham for lunch/dinner and pretty much anything in the future!). One final meeting back at at Bedfont and it was back into
Sadly this was when the weeks European stereotypes came sharply back into focus. The French are “arrogant and cold”; the German “efficiency” and the British “who can’t get anything right”.
I was at the Heathrow Express terminal in plenty of time for the train to Paddington from Heathrow T4. At £26 for a return, it is not cheap. Hey, but as they might say on a Mastercard commercial, “£25 for the Heathrow Express; dinner with your kids, priceless. Something’s money can’t buy, for everything else there is Masterdcard…”
Sadly I used Amex, and the turned into the , and didn’t get me into Paddington until . Sigh, £11 for a journey that would have cost me less than half that on London Underground and only taken 45-minutes.
After dinner with the kids, the weekend with my parents, it was back to NY. Well at least the journey back to NY. It turns out that while I was on the AA Flight to JFK, New York was having a record amount of snow in a single day. The flight left on time, by the time we got to NY area though the runways were closed and we were in a hold pattern for nearly 2-hours while they decided if we could land at all or if we going to get rerouted to Chicago! Fortunately it was NY and you could tell on landing it was a serious snow storm, given we came in a nearly there were still loads of planes on the taxi strips waiting to take off.
More delays ensued, which was understandable in the circumstances, and at I emerged into the NY. Sadly the AIRTRAIN was shutdown because of the conditions and that made it near impossible to get out to the Hertz lot to pickup a car. 90-minutes later and 3-buses I finally got a car and was back at the apartment for . By my count that was 12-hours in transit. Phewww…
ps. Thanks Dad for the rush to Heathrow when I forgot dropped my Treo 650. I'd have lost without it!