into Marlborough, Wiltshire

He said:
Well here we are in Marlborough after the expected long journey yesterday. Our plane from SFO to Heathrow was delayed getting to SFO thus causing the flight delay for us. This is the reality now, everything is connected to many subsequent events, so one glitch can cascade. Our Hotel is nice, but we could not get the Wifi to work although others could. We are across the street in a pub whose Wifi does work for us.
The weather is quite chilly here, like the Bay area in March, rain is in the forecast but no worries. The town is quite busy, with a steady stream of traffic going through, and many small shops selling every kind of item.
Today is a off day for us, we are walking around and recalling the tasty Indian food we had last night after arriving in town.

She said:
Flight delayed (ash.)
Otherwise, a smooth trip. (Watched "Sherlock Holmes" on the plane - Robert Downey, Jr. without a shirt - brilliant.)
Heathrow Express to Paddington, then Great Western railway to Swindon. Brit Rail FlexPass is the way to go - 4 days (consecutive or not)of unlimited train travel w/in a 2 month time frame. First Class carriages.
Ridiculously expensive Taxi from Swindon to Marlborough - but, this is usual. Taxi's in the countryside are all ridiculously expensive.
COLD weather.
Accommodations - The Ivy House Hotel located on the High Street in the center of town. Very nice, very clean, very covered with ivy.
Dinner at the Raj - the best Indian food. Surpassed anything in the States.
Bad Brit TV.
Good Sleep.
Up and at'um to a breakfast at the hotel. Then out and about around town (stamps/postcards; a washcloth, hopefully. England has never bought into the concept of washcloths. I usually bring one but forgot to pack it this trip - the hunt is now on to find one to buy. This will take me into all kinds of shops, so a good opportunity to poke around at country life.)
WiFi at our own hotel has been elusive. Down the street at the Castle and Ball we score. Pity it is only 11:15 a.m. as this place is the perfect Pub - comfy leather couches and happily murmuring natives. Everyone is drinking giant mugs of coffee while I really think this place screams "PINTS." Maybe we'll be back later (is 11:15 a.m. too early to start drinking? Is the British Govt. now a weird hybrid of Conservative and Liberal Democrats? Gov'ner, a pint of your local, please!
Pictures to come.
Cheerio.
EB

Photos from the start of the trip