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... back to kings cross but I got so lost lol it was the best day afternoon. I think I was in Holborn and I found a bus that went to kings cross and as I got on I realised that my oyster ticket fell out of my pocket whilst I was riding. So I walked up to Holborn underground and bought a new one. I realised that there was bus stop across the road from the tube station that was for ...
... views, ancient history, and thoughtful details, you can see the extremes of experience I
was swinging between in a matter of hours.
I have adapted somewhat, the shock has subsided, and now I
am functioning as a competent traveler. I am using the transport systems, and
enjoying the amazing museums. I was grateful to have my host’s help driving me
to go grocery shopping that first night so I could begin immediately cooking
September 1 - from Chuck- catching up but waiting for access to WiFi
The evening of the 29th was informal - no tuxes tonight. We had a cocktail in the Chart Room before dinner and after dinner we went to a concert with our companions to hear Electra - two violinists playing many different kinds of music.
On August 30th Steven as usual had his bridge lesion at 10:30 and I found a quiet corner of the library to read my e-book. The library is a ...
The rain had been threatening us for the past few days but we'd been lucky. On Sunday morning the heavens opened and Paris was drenched with warm summer rain. Unfortunately this was the day we had booked a bike tour so, somewhat reluctantly, we set out to ride around the city, trying to avoid the numerous puddles. A small group of us, led by Parisian Thomas, braved the rain to see all the classic sites. Luckily the company decked us out with bright red ponchos which, despite making ...
... her parents I took the time to walk around the grounds. Wimbledon is like a world all unto it's own. All staff wear the same outfit in accordance with their role. They call you sir and mama, or in my case 'excuse me miss', and they seemed to be just as excited as you.
Flowers were spread throughout the grounds in the green, white and purple colours of Wimbledon. Bees were zipping in and around the flowers. It was just beautiful and for me so British. ...