However, we arrived on time to cloudy skies and cool temps. Heathrow Express to Paddington Station and breakfast there by 9:00. Here's the industrial ceiling of the station,
and here is Alison's first cup of tea.
From here we cabbed to our hotel, then on to the tube - here is Earl's Court's ceiling -
and the Victoria and Albert.
We avoided total confusion at this enormous museum, housing everything from medieval Islamic art to some of Diana's dresses, by taking the general tour with a most exuberant and enthusiastic guide. The Great Bed of Ware, Dale Chihuly's remarkable hanging (imagine trying to dust this two-ton behemoth - they do it very carefully, on scaffolding, and not often),
a carved jade bowl belonging to Shah Jahan, the great cartoons by Raphael, and the largest and oldest "oriental" rug known, which is housed in a special gallery and lit for only ten minutes each hour to preserve it.
Here is a favorite from the sculpture gallery, Lot's wife being turned into a pillar of salt, by a sculptor with the improbable name of Hamo Thornycroft.
Time for soup and the tube back to the hotel.
The room is small but modern, with free Internet and a flat screen TV so we can watch the weather each morning. We are both wiped out, but looking forward to more tomorrow.