Back in London - 8th August 2017

Our trip back to London was surprisingly pleasant. We called a cab to take us to Reading Station (near Henley and the most direct route to London by train). When we hopped in and the driver asked us our ultimate destination, he offered to drive us all the way to London. "Um, OK... Any chance of a cappuccino with that?" says I.  "Sure, I'll shout you a coffee" says he. Gotta be happy with that!

^  Gorgeous flowerboxes outside the hotel. A tiny, basic, clean hotel in Swinton Street.

Gorgeous flowerboxes outside the hotel. A tiny, basic, clean hotel in Swinton Street.

^  Outside our hotel window.  Why do people say the sky isn't blue in London?

Outside our hotel window.  Why do people say the sky isn't blue in London?

^  Brekky at an artisan bakers, "Aux Pain de Papy" on Grays Inn Road. C'est delicieux.

Brekky at an artisan bakers, "Aux Pain de Papy" on Grays Inn Road. C'est delicieux.

^  Another 9pm sky. 

Another 9pm sky.
 

Henley

Henley is very pretty and very relaxing. We met a few lovely people, walked along the river, and enjoyed the sunny days. Here are a few highlights.

The Angel: This pub by the river is a superb spot to watch the sun set. Nice sky for 9pm!

Goring: George Michael's home has become a shrine and it was very moving to see and feel the impact of his fans' devotion.

Blewberry: A jazz gig in a private home - a farmhouse no less. The trio was made up of Leon Greening on piano, Adam King on double bass, and Steve Brown on drums. It was a bit like being at an Oscar Peterson gig. Brilliant!

First Few Days

Wednesday 2nd

Challenge of the day: Find our way to Hackney Post Office.

Our first morning in London: We topped up our Oyster cards in the machine at Pimlico tube station. We did require the assistance of the very helpful staff who informed us that the machines don’t take £50 notes. We wondered why the machine was furiously spitting the money back at us !

We headed off on our first tube ride to Victoria Station, where we had toast and coffee at Billy's Café. Then we jumped back on the tube and headed to Hackney which required changing at Liverpool Street and hopping onto the Overground system (yes, you can use your Oyster card on the Overground too). This is a particularly important excursion... we have to collect our BRP (biometric) identity cards from Hackey Post Office within 10 days of our arrival, which validates our visas and activates our right to stay here for five years. This is one of those tasks that I don't want to delay.

Still working out the scale of our maps and distances between stations, we had a fair hike from the station to the post office because we alighted a few stops too early. But it was an enjoyable walk... hey, we're in London!

Another important errand was checked off today as well... the Vodafone shop just happened to be across the road from the post office. Sonny set us both up on prepaid plans, only £20 per month bundles with loads of data which is actually what we need because calling Sydney requires FaceTime, i-message and Skype which, although free, require plenty of data.

We had lunch hiding from the rain in Pret-a-Manger off Regent Street, and we bought our first brolly for £6.99.

^  The rain doesn't stop these hanging baskets looking sublimely pretty in Belgrave Road.

The rain doesn't stop these hanging baskets looking sublimely pretty in Belgrave Road.

Thursday 3rd August

Today we enjoyed the open space and green trees of Highbury Fields on our way to have afternoon tea with long lost cousins, then dinner at the Marquis of Westminster.

Friday 4th August

Challenge of the day: Twofold - (1) transfer ourselves and our luggage to Henley; and (2) deal with finding out that if we don't secure fulltime, permanent jobs within the next couple of weeks, we will have to pay 6 months rent in advance. That rules out temp work and part-time jobs. This changes the goal posts. Yikes!

Getting to Henley was fairly straight forward... (1) book a taxi to Paddington Station (2) find a train that isn't too crowded to get on... might take a few goes of running along the platform dragging 3 bags each and trying to squeeze into a doorway with 15 people crowded in and blocking the entrance, then, having failed, wheeling the luggage back to another platform to try again (3) flag a taxi from Reading to Henley, and bobs your uncle. Suddenly we were in the insanely pretty town of Henley, ready to relax for a week.

Arrival Day - 1st August 2017

London: 18:40 Tuesday 1st August. 

Flying in over London we could see the landscape out of the window as we circled to approach Heathrow. I felt strange; a mix of excitement about what's to come and grief about what I've left… how did we get here… what have we done? The distance feels suddenly quite great.

There was only a small queue at Passport Control, and the sound of our passports being stamped with a thump was marvellous. We’re in!!

All our luggage appeared on the carousel within about 5 minutes, and we had nothing to declare, so we were through customs without a hitch. We jumped in the pre-ordered cab and were at our hotel by about 8:00pm.

All the preparation was worth it, because everything went really smoothly. Perhaps the stars are aligned for us too?

^  A selfie in the cab... exhausted and bleary, but very happy to be here.

A selfie in the cab... exhausted and bleary, but very happy to be here.

Dubai - 1st August 2017

^ First glimpses of the day at about 40,000 ft.

^ First glimpses of the day at about 40,000 ft.

^ Brekky, of sorts!

^ Brekky, of sorts!

It was so welcoming to be met at the gate by Dolly who escorted us to the hotel room in Dubai airport.

^ The lovely yellow rose on our table in the breakfast lounge. Just like the roses we gave to Mum & Dad!

^ The lovely yellow rose on our table in the breakfast lounge. Just like the roses we gave to Mum & Dad!

Departure day - 31st July 2017

We're packed & ready to go.

Of all the months of preparation, this day is the hardest.

We bought Mum & Dad some pretty yellow roses from the general store to thank them for having us to stay, for putting up with my stress, for the beautifully thought out and prepared meals, and well, just everything! How can I thank them enough for all they do for me, for us in life - my sisters and I? 

4:00pm. We set off, waving madly and me awash with tears all the way to the airport.  Luckily there was no traffic and no delays. Thanks OmniCar.

5:15pm.  We're through the automated passport control, and cleared through customs without a hitch. Ready for a relaxing drink.