That is the only word I can use to describe todays lunch. Wow.... I am sure my bartenders accent didn't hurt. No, not British... Italian... And the hostess' ability to tactfully send people away. Snooty comes to mind but hey they let me in.
From here I am headed to Trafalgar Square and the National Gallery. Harrods probably won't make the cut in the retail therapy tour. I am indulged enough.
Have yet to eat curry. May need to inquire with concierge when I get back to the hotel. I also need to figure out my travel for tomorrow. I think I will haul my butt and luggage over to Paddington on foot. The tube has stairs - not condusive to the suitcase. A cab for a mile seems silly. I would like to find the Paddington bear while I am there - a Mark Owen thing... look him up :)
And then catch that Heathrow Express. I think I will leave the hotel at 6am to figure it all out.
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