My second AirBNB booking in London really was a joy! CityStay Heathrow.

Huge room with fabulous sheets and comfy bed. Ginormous TV (ok, so, big enough for a forced vacation -- and hey! the shows were all in English ENGLISH!! Truth be know, most of the shows were American), fabulous shower, blow dryer (though you're not allowed to plug it in in the bathroom...), fantastic compact kitchen with tiny tiny tiny dishwasher and dorm-sized fridge... View... 24 hour desk with coffee/food/alcohol. Fabulous experience!!!

AND -- maybe this is common now, not sure because I usually only stay in AirBNB-types -- a mobile phone to use for planning and executing my sightseeing in London!

SO, since I'd had a thoroughly unproductive day except my serendipitous meeting with the Brabants, I decided to get down to business on London Day 2 and book a full day guided tour on a giant bus and everything... I usually group these excursions in the same category as the anti-Christ and cinnamon-sugar in grits, but desperate times... Or as my favorite British cops on every Netflix show I watch would say "needs must"...

So I booked myself on the Windsor/Stonehenge/Oxford special for Saturday.

And then, though I had such high hopes for hitting a real English pub -- though I guess they'd just call it "a pub" -- and having some warm beer and maybe sausages, and one such pub was really close to CityStay, and highly recommended by the desk staff, I decided to just get a pizza and a beer from the bar downstairs, and eat it on my bed like the rain-sodden, Schengen-fugitive, couch potato I am.

Just