Gone to FantasyCon…

…be back soon.

Seriously, it’s been an adventure getting to my hotel. Got to Heathrow just fine, except for accidentally getting on the wrong train at Paddington station, getting off the train and getting lost finding the Heathrow Express. I did get to help from station staff, who were very kind when I lost speech. That was fun! Going non-speaking in the middle of London is not great but I survived. Had my sunflower 🌻 lanyard on so I could ask for help.

I struggled to find my bus, found a bus, got off the bus at the right stop but thought it was the wrong stop and walked the best part of a mile to the wrong hotel. There are two Radisson Hotel and Conference centres on Bath Road, apparently. I ended up at the blu, when I should have been at the red. It’s very confusing and the staff at the Radisson Hotel Blu had to call me an Uber back to the Radisson Hotel Red, which cost me a tenner. London prices are ridiculous.

Finally got here at 4pm and got checked in. By 5pm I was in the pool, obviously. Spent an hour in the pool and came back to my room for a second shower. The complementary toiletries aren’t very good, my hair felt striped after I showered in the pool changing room. There’s a reason I always bring my own toiletries and I’ve brought my own towels too. Hotel towels are never big enough.

The changing room does have this nifty machine that dries you swimming kit off a bit. I liked that.

Now I’m going down to the restaurant for my tea. I’m so hungry! I haven’t had a proper meal yet today.