Monday evening we left Hawaii for London, England. After about thirty-six hours of travel, three of which were used for sleeping on planes, we arrived in London. I lost a Tuesday somewhere along the trip.
Oh, I should mention that the “we” I’ll be talking about is me, Tim and Frossie, both of whom I work with. Or for.
We arrived in London at about 6:45am and had to catch a train from King’s Cross at 1:45pm, so we had time to kill. We caught up with Frossie’s sister for breakfast, then did an open-top bus tour around London.
London’s crowded. Filled with people and cars. The buildings are, for the most part, old. Older than Canada! It’s a bit of a hodge-podge architechture-wise. Don’t really have much more to say about it, mostly because we were only tourists for a couple of hours. I got some pictures, so expect to see some popping up in the photo section any time now.
At 1:40pm we arrived at King’s Cross. Ran past the flowers for the victims of the July 7th bombing, ran past Platform 9 3/4, and caught the train to King’s Lynn, and from there Tim’s mom drove us over to Gedney Dyke, which is where we’re situated now.
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