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The heads nod and four hours later we are awakened by staff serving a quick snack high above the patchwork green of County Cork in Ireland. Soon afterwards we settle onto the soggy tarmack of Heathrow and the plane empties us into Terminal 5. From there we stand outside in the cold waiting for a bus to take us to our hotel where we crash for a wink and a nod before dinner. Sleepily, I ventured out in the night air in search of an ATM to get some cash for dinner. The dark country highway was punctuated with headlights of commuters racing home to their families. I timed the traffic in both directions in an effort to cross at a bend in the highway. Once traffic from the right had broken, I slipped across two lanes to the divider. Now, only one speeding car was rounding the bend from the left. Knowing that I had already crossed his lanes, and looking and seeing no traffic to the right, I quickly stepped into the remaining lane of highway. One more step and I would have been killed, but the sound of the tires made me look left as the black car flashed by right where my next step would have been. Ah yes, they drive on the left here. This being my 48th visit to England I should have remembered that small detail. Dinner in the UK is always a memorable experience. You always remember the price, but never the food.
Where I stayed:
Premiere Travel Inn Heathrow
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