After dozing more than sleeping than night away, we were awakened by the
flight attendants around 5 am London time. We've now traveled 5,554
miles from San Francisco and should land at Heathrow, 223 miles to the
east, in about 45 minutes.
Due to some oven malfunction, our breakfast omelettes arrived on hot
plates, hot on the outside, but cold on the inside. Perhaps it was
"Icelandic" fare (we were flying some distance south of that island,
famous for its rugged scenery and geothermal power plants) with a frozen,
herbal cheese-coated, Atlantic fish in the middle? Sacre bleau! The
rigors of flying in First Class!
