Weren’t we lucky? The sun was shining and we could see the ground when we landed at London’s Heathrow Airport. What a treat to see the tapestry of Merrie Olde England spread out beneath us. It gives one a very clear visual understanding of their Greenbelt philosophy.
We spent the night in London before making the rest of the trip back to Italy. It’s hard to resist the siren call of good British Beer, consumed by Speedy in this photo at the Wheatsheaf Pub in Harlington, adjacent to the airport. That man behind him? Turned out to be very friendly, a sort of Harlington Ambassador.
(By the way – a very useful aside – if you find yourself in London and are overstaying at an airport hotel, you do NOT have to take the confiscatory Hoppa buses to your hotel. Free local transport – red doubledecker buses – make the run down Bath Road where many of the airport hotels are. You won’t be dropped at the door, but you will save L 7 for the round-trip.)
London airport hotels are mingy in two ways – 1) you have to pay for the wifi that we’ve all come to depend upon and 2) breakfast may not be included. It wasn’t in our case, and we didn’t have a lot of options nearby. However, a little bird whispered in our ears that the McDonalds down the street offered free wifi, and, with a bit of an arcane registration ordeal, it proved to be true. We decided to kill two birds with one stone (though we spared the kind whisperer) and to take our breakfast at McDonalds in addition to making use of their wifi.
Egg McMuffin! Though they are now called something completely different, I don’t remember what. I have always loved them. The ‘English Muffin’ is but a squishy hint of the real article, and the egg was probably laid by an unhappy hen; but the bacon was delicious! And here’s why:
What a shock! McDonald’s has gone all socially-conscious and responsible on us. I would never have imagined. Speedy found the Egg McMuffin odious, but I loved mine (could have done with a bit of mayo, perhaps), but then I have always been a gustatory philistine. So, the bacon was delish because it came from happy pigs. And guess what else McD’s is serving:
Genuine organic milk! I note they say nothing about the milk coming from cows who have not been treated with antibiotics and so forth, but oh well. ‘Organic’ is a start.
But what’s it a start of? It makes it all so confusing when the companies we, as card-carrying liberals, are meant to hate (McDonalds, Walmart, etc.) start engaging in behavior we approve of (even Walmart is up to some good, it seems). I guess all we can do is applaud the steps they are taking, hope for ever more advances (especially for the employees), and enjoy the bacon.
An Ex-Expatriate 
Hard for me to believe that something so thoroughly packaged is truly organic…. bet it’s staged so their consumers will feel better about eating there….. That said, I love a trip to McD’s every now and again — tastes great going in, and then I always feel sick afterwards. Amazing about the bacon….
Yeah, the bacon really amazed me – and it was quite good. I got wondering if they have mats for the other 25 letters of the alphabet – don’t get started imagining what they might say, you’ll laugh your head off.
I don’t hate Macdonalds, I just don’t like their food. I have been know to eat their potato chips when there is nothing else around.
It does upset me to see people eating their horrible soft serve ice cream in Italy, the home of gelato.
Well yes, the ‘ice cream.’ I tried it once a hundred years ago and thought it tasted like whipped up cardboard. Anything that doesn’t melt fast is suspect in my book. Frigidarium ice cream for us every time.
I think it is whipped up hydrolyzed pig fat…yuk!
You’re probably right. Though… don’t you love lardo??
The Lecco McDonalds I’ve been to are still behind on “socially-conscious” (hmmpf!) but that is countered by the fact that they are striving to be environment-friendly with separate bins for paper and plastic. If I recall correctly, there was a bin specifically meant for dumping empty Happy Meal boxes? Glad to see you’re back!
Thanks – it is Great to be back. Everything tastes so much better here. We ate strawberries yesterday and almost swooned. Rapallo is so backward we don’t even HAVE a McD’s!
No flak from me. I love me a little McDonald’s every 5-10 years! (Although, I don’t think I would have passed up a real English breakfast for it.)
I would have loved the full English, but not for L 10, thanks all the same. Every now and then we do one and home and it’s delicious. Yum! I used to indulge in a Big Mac every year or so until about 8 years ago when the one I ate just didn’t taste good. Still love their fries, though.