With our A position boarding we managed to get the exit row.... Well Heather and I did and Tim and Rodd were in the row in front, while we were waiting in LA I had checked out on TripAdvisor which side of the plane is best for the view when landing in Vegas so we got a good look at the strip. Tim slept the whole trip and Heather and I did some napping and some chatting. The flight was only 45 minutes and I think the pilot was trying to make up time because after ...

So up bright and early to check in for the Southwest flight and I did try to go back to sleep but never really managed it so finally got up, showered and dressed and we left the motel just after 6.30 am even though we didn't have to meet Heather and Tim there until 7.30. When we arrived we went straight to the checkin line, was lovely being able to enter the Premium line and not have to line up with all the plebs! We had received an email about a week ago fro...

Finally time to get this show on the road. Of course I woke early and had all day to wait and those last few hours seemed like days. I was a little tired cos Deb arrived yesterday and all good intentions for an early night flew out the door ... Into the pool with a few (too many) margaritas, wine with dinner at the pizza shop and home for more wines and dancing around the lounge room til 2am!We stayed at the Riverside Hotel in Southbank, this is the 3rd time we&#...

I woke up a little conflicted today, time to go home, which is great, I've missed Rodd, the dogs and the cat......... but I've had such a wonderful time and there's still so many things I haven't seen and done!! We wanted to be at breakfast nice and early so we can get out and see as much of London as we can today so I reckon by around 9am we were in reception with our bags ready to check out. We left our luggage at the hotel for the day and walke...

Over the next couple of days Cass and Luke joined in with us on most of our excursions though sometimes, as with Stomp, Gwendols and I would leave them to it and go off on our own. One of those times was a day I really wanted to visit the British Museum as I hadn’t been there last time I was in London. I really wanted to see the Elgin Marbles, so cruelly destroyed when ripped from the Parthenon, even though I feel somewhat conflicted about seeing them there...