We boarded one of 10 coaches just after 10:30 p.m. last night. Each coach was only half full. It appeared that every one of Fort Lauderdale’s Harley Davidson police motorcycles were in use, stopping traffic and running alongside our convoy to the airport to the foot of the aircraft’s steps.
We eventually got away on our Boeing 777-300 ER of 1990s vintage, complete with small overhead bins which were rectangular and clunky as well as the large central screens for movies. Nothing in the seat backs. A delayed departure meant that most of the flight was in daylight. Landing at Heathrow after 4:00 p.m. was amazing as from the Thames Barrier, passed Canary Wharf, the London Eye, Kensington and into West London the streets were silent and the capital was like a ghost town. Terminal 2 was similarly quiet but the taxi got us to the hotel for an overnight stay.