Waiting…Room

 Today was supposed to be a travel day, with little to tell.  It was a travel day, but there’s plenty to tell.

Let’s start with the big news: the hotel room. K said “this is what I get for not double-checking the room” :) How bad is it? Well, it’s the smallest room either of us has ever stayed in.  If you can imagine, the bed has ONE open side!! Right, someone has to climb over someone to get in and out of bed. ):  There are maybe, just maybe 6 feet from the bed to the bathroom wall and sliding door.  That means the door has to open in that space.  

Storage? There are 4 hooks with hangers on the wall on the space between the headboard and the shower.  Obviously the TV is on the all at the foot of the bed.  There’s no storage, just a small (read SMAll) makeup table.  There’s a space under the end of the bed on the open side to slide some things under there.  That’s your storage.  

But it’s nice.  And in a good spot in London; K said this morning we couldn’t be closer to.a Tube stop. :)

Now to the big news of the night: the tasting menu at AngloThai.  

We had 9 o’clock reservations but our plane was half an hour late leaving Newquay; then there was the half hour on the express from Gatwick (K claimed the one from Heathrow is quicker); then the taxi ride through rush hour traffic in the center of town (the driver did a good job though he hit almost every light on red; he did NOT hit a bunch of bikers who cut in front of him, which he easily could have :)) and we were to the hotel at 8 — Google maps said the restaurant was 18 minutes away via Tube.  

We got there in time.  Michael will be interested at the location, which is between where we used to stay on Crawford and Marble Arch tube station.  Familiar territory. 

There were a bunch of courses.  K had a modified wine tasting menu, so we were pretty familiar with the sommelier by the end of the evening.  I will stick with the main course, “lamb sirloin” with some sort of grain and salad. The curry sauce was delightful. 

I would load more, but the internet isn’t cooperating, so you’ll have to wait — I might send more tomorrow (today) bc there won’t be food porn then. ):

Short version: we had a first course that the highlight was a curried chicken (like a nugget, but high end), then there was a course with caviar on crab emulsion; there was a course with cuddlefish; and the dessert was strawberries with jasmine rice ice cream. 

K really enjoyed it.  I was “bleh” (running through them, I don’t like cuddlefish, lamb, or caviar, to start) but it was fun.  The couples to our right and left were entertaining too.

Speaking of entertaining: we thought security at tiny Newquay airport would be nothing, but we both got pulled aside (we don’t know why still) and got to watch the guy ahead of us have 2 bottles of wine, a bottle of whisky, a bottle opener and an electric corkscrew pulled out of his bag. 😂They confiscated everything but the whisky. 

K said later, seeing them after we got luggage — why didn’t they put it in their checked luggage?!!??  People. 

There was also the woman who had her moisturizer confiscated for the second straight plane trip.  She must have looked like a moisturizer bomber. 

We killed the time between checkout and flight at the Watergate Beach Hotel.  Here’s K’s picture from the restaurant. 

It is worth noting that the plane trip from Newquay was highlighted by the guy a row back talking incessantly — the whole way!  It was unbelievable!  

then I left my jean jacket in the overhead bin — the second jean jacket I have lost this year. ):  Working with Gatwick to get it back.  Little hope. 😢

That was Thursday.  Friday we are off on a day trip to Dover.  Wish us well.