London

We flew from Sydney to London with Leanne's mum (another story altogether!) and arrived at some ungodly hour after the best part of 24 hours either on a plane or in transit at Hong Kong airport.

As I was travelling with two "virgins" (not literally, obviously) I sprung (?, sprang, "decided to spring" ?) for a driver from Heathrow to our hotel - the Strand Palace. Good move !