The First 24

Hi there. I'm writing from "ACROSS THE POND". I got thinking that this would be a great way to journal our adventures here in England with grand daughter Abby. BFF Sharon asked if I would be keeping a journal because she wanted to know ALL about England. So here we go Sharon and all else who could possibly give a rat about my trip.
We arrived at Heathrow, outside of London, yesterday about 3PM England time, 9AM Florida time. (Only 3 hours late, thank you Delta Airlines) Our suitcases did arrive on the same plane so at least we had that going for us. Abby and Bridget were there to meet us and off we went on the first great adventure . . . finding our way out of the airport and back to the house, I think we went around at least 20 round-a-bouts before we found the correct road to Windsor. If you think the roads in the US are crazy the British roads are insane. Narrow does not even come close to describing them. And of course there is that driving on the WRONG side of the road thing. Not a problem till you come to a roundabout and naturally start to go to the right. But we made it "home" and got our first view of Castle Lawlor. This place is amazing. (I am in love with the stairs to the second floor and am very tempted to try sliding down the banister.) We had a quiet afternoon playing on the playground next door and after dinner we were sound asleep by 9:30 PM.
Today we WALKED into Windsor! A long, long walk. Once there we took the Windsor double decker tour bus around the castle and into the town of Eton. It is beautiful countryside and the towns are quaint and picturesque. The weather is fantastic . . . high 70's and sunny.
So far we are having wonderful time and enjoying Abby and family. I think they are happy to have us here to bring a little America into their lives. The British are pleasant enough but can't compare to USA Southern hospitality. We did meet a couple of wonderful Scottish ladies yesterday who were on the plane with us. They were returning from "holiday" in the US after visiting Memphis, New Orleans and a few other Southern cities because they love jazz. They were delightful and invited us to come to Scottland to see their beautiful country. Maybe later in our trip we will do just that.
For now we are happy to be here with the family and get our English feet under us.
Don't know what's in store for tomorrow but I'll be sure to include you in our adventures. TA TA for now . . .