Lately, I can time my departure from work just right that when driving out of the parking lot I can catch the 5:00PM arrival of the gigantic British Airways flight from Heathrow making its descent into Sky Harbor.
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Pictures I take when I should be driving. |
I'm always happy when I see this plane. I've been on that flight twice. Seeing it always reminds me of London. I think of Wagamama in the British Airways terminal, the ridiculous transfer on a bus if you're not staying in London, pub food and the English accent.
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In Heathrow, 3 years ago. |
I'm amused to think that the plane I am seeing 6,000 feet above me started it's day in the U.K. about the same time I arrived at school.
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The BA flight's view a mere 10 hours prior. |
Filed under small things that make me happy.
oh London. My favorite second home. I heard tell that there was a Wagamama opening in NYC. I hated them a little bit more that day. Is it weird that 85% of my London memories are around food? Because they totally are.
ReplyDeleteMeg, most of my memories are of food as well. In London, I love S&M cafe. Stands for Sausage and Mash. We had our Thanksgiving dinner there when we visited London one November.
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