London: The most beautiful city in the world

We jockeyed on the plane to be the first ones off and through immigration. We planned on leaving our checked luggage but gave in 10 minutes and it showed up in time. I arranged a cab to take us to Heathrow post haste. I looked at taking a helicopter but that service is not offered.

Our cabbie was amazing, you have no idea. We explained the situation to him. We drove fast, we drove very very fast, we drove on the side of the road on the shoulder. He had navigation and traffic congestion warning. We drove on access roads and side streets and everywhere else we could fit to dodge traffic and make it in time. The drive was amazing and we did our best to make sure that the tip matched.

We had been in contact with Heathrow and been told that if we would arrive by 6pm that they would get us on the plane. We hit check-in at 5:55. A manager from British Airways took us over from there. There was no room on the flight so she bumped us up to business class, opened a baggage check-in line just for us and got us through security so that we could make our flight. Despite the truly horrible picture of her above, she was beautiful. British Airways was beautiful. And despite anything I may have ever said in the past, London was beautiful. And on that day it was by far the most beautiful city in the world.