After the windy, cloudy and eventually rainy day on Tuesday, Wednesday was a completely different day: warm, calm and sunny. These two pictures were taken from my hotel room looking out across the Hudson to the South West and towards central Manhattan to the East. These pictures were taken early on Wednesday morning, before I went along the High Line walk.
I had plenty of time before my evening flight home, so I did not hurry down to Penn Station. When I walked to the station earlier in the day, I had tested the route I was going to take to make sure I knew exactly how to get to the New Jersey Transit area of the station once I had my luggage with me - i.e. without going up or down any staircases. It turned out to be easy, as long as you go into the correct entrance!
After having dinner at a restaurant at the station, I caught one of the trains across to Newark, then the AirTrain to my terminal where I was able to drop off my bag, go through security and go the lounge to have a coffee whilst I waited for my flight. It boarded on time, and this time it was the plane that it was meant to be: a 777-200, so I had a large personal video system and a lie-flat seat. The dinner was the same as the outbound flight, albeit a little shaken up as one of the trolleys in the first class galley hadn't been secured properly and a few of the salads came flying back down the aisle as we accelerated along the runway and took off! A man in my row was catching some of the olives as they rolled along the floor too. Fortunately, they still had enough for everybody, though.
We arrived at Heathrow just after 7am and I was able to get the train home, finally arriving mid-morning to end my journey.
After the windy, cloudy and eventually rainy day on Tuesday, Wednesday was a completely different day: warm, calm and sunny. These two pictures were taken from my hotel room looking out across the Hudson to the South West and towards central Manhattan to the East. These pictures were taken early on Wednesday morning, before I went along the High Line walk.
I had plenty of time before my evening flight home, so I did not hurry down to Penn Station. When I walked to the station earlier in the day, I had tested the route I was going to take to make sure I knew exactly how to get to the New Jersey Transit area of the station once I had my luggage with me - i.e. without going up or down any staircases. It turned out to be easy, as long as you go into the correct entrance!
After having dinner at a restaurant at the station, I caught one of the trains across to Newark, then the AirTrain to my terminal where I was able to drop off my bag, go through security and go the lounge to have a coffee whilst I waited for my flight. It boarded on time, and this time it was the plane that it was meant to be: a 777-200, so I had a large personal video system and a lie-flat seat. The dinner was the same as the outbound flight, albeit a little shaken up as one of the trolleys in the first class galley hadn't been secured properly and a few of the salads came flying back down the aisle as we accelerated along the runway and took off! A man in my row was catching some of the olives as they rolled along the floor too. Fortunately, they still had enough for everybody, though.
We arrived at Heathrow just after 7am and I was able to get the train home, finally arriving mid-morning to end my journey.
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