Starbucks in London

No cell service, an early (6:40am) arrival, and not completely prepared. I'd checked my reservation and looked at a map before I left, but I didn't have the actual reservation because the iPhone doesn't have forwarded, attached emails downloaded by default. Surprise, surprise when I got into the terminal and was looking for the exact address of my hotel. To top it off, I didn't have a pen in my bag (an oversight I've made a note of).

Fortunately a nice lady let me borrow a pen and I included a partial address on my immigration form, which worked fine for the border patrol agent. I couldn't remember the exact tube stop to take, but Oxford Circus was close. I was thinking Bond Street, but didn't see it on the map right away, so I went to Oxford Circus. Fortunately there are maps near the underground and I oriented myself for the Royal Society of Medicine. As I came down Margaret Street towards Wimpole, wanting coffee at 8:30am, I was pleasantly surprised to find a Starbucks, the same Starbucks I'd sat outside of last year with a friend after the event.

Properly oriented, I went inside, got coffee, had a bar, and sat down to work a bit. I still have some stuff to get done today before I can relax and prep for the event.

A long trip from Denver, via Houston, but one that worked out fine. The plane was OK, and at least I had Plus seating. It's not as nice a plane as Air Canada, but I had more leg room, which was nice. Not much sleep on the plane, so I know this afternoon will be hard.