Arrival; London

My last three days in Vancouver were festivals of tension. I have never had pre-travel anxiety like that. I took an atavan to try to stay calm. The last thing I did, was have a bath and instead of relaxing me, it got me rushed instead. I came out of the bathroom in a rush and bolted.

So now it is 8:00 pm and I have just discovered I do not have the cable for my camera that allows me to download images to share. Nor did I remember my sandals, my glasses and hat—and there may be more discoveries ahead. But I am on vacation, less anxious and ... whatever...

When I checked in, the terminal was almost empty. The plane was less than half full and so I got an aisle seat in row 39 — four empty seats so I could lie down.

The hotel is fine. I am near David van Berckel Jr. in the east end of the city, on the edge of downtown. I am near  The Gherkhin. David and I went for a walk and wound up having an early dinner so I could come home to sleep. It is raining but nice and mild.

I rested but did not sleep on the plane, as usual. I have been awake since 4:00 am on Monday and now it is Tuesday night here.  Good night.