I will almost certainly be long-winded and, at some point, my opinions will doubtless come in conflict with yours. To top it off, I will not be nearly as entertaining as Mike or other rather famous trip reporters. Please read at your own risk.
UK -1: Travel Day
Ah, travel days. Husband (DH) and I have a terrible track record of getting off safely on a trip. Over the past 10 years, the day before a trip we have: had an eye infection when every ophthalmologist in the state was at a convention, broken my arm, husband was hit by a truck while on his motorcycle, car battery died as we were leaving for the airport two hours away, cut my hand open on a piece of metal and needed stitches, and on the vacation before this one I was fired the day before and we flew into a hurricane to catch a cruise. So I always hold my breath on the day we leave for a trip.
Luckily, this time everything ran to plan. We ran out to the drug store to get passport-sized photos taken for our rail passes, packed, had lunch, and snuggled with our furry kids that we would be leaving for two weeks. At 6PM we took an Uber for the 15 minute trip to the airport. We were flying British Airways Baltimore to London Heathrow. Check-in was a snap and even the attendant there couldn’t believe we weren’t checking bags.
Security could have taken hours as there was an entire Honor Flight ahead of us, but they sent the dozen of us not on that flight through the TSA pre-check instead. Once ensconced in our waiting area DH disappeared to do some work and I read. Soon we were boarding. I had upgraded us to Premium Economy because the price wasn’t insane (it was on the way back, so we would be in steerage for that flight!). This made a huge difference for the overnight flight. The seats were larger and more comfortable, there was a footrest, the drinks service was more frequent, and it was quieter.
My 2 Cents: Upgrade your seats if you can on an overnight flight.
I read, watched two movies (Moana and Girl on a Train) and two episodes of the Great British Baking Show, ate dinner, had two individual bottles of wine, and then breakfast. I did nap a bit. The flight seemed to go by quickly.
We landed on time and they disembarked that plane more quickly than I’ve ever seen. The line at passport control moved quickly, although they did have more questions than in the past. We successfully got cash at an ATM (pin works!). I was looking for a courtesy phone to contact our driver per the instructions, but no need. He was waiting for us just after customs. He, too, could not believe our lack of luggage. In minutes we were on the road to our flat.
My 2 Cents: The private airport transfer was pricy but worth it.