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... about London, but as I told the gentleman who is our tour guide now that we are out of the city, we found out we didn't really know anything.
So back to Damian and the first evening out in London. By the way, ALL of our guides have been an amazing nonstop fount of knowledge. We took a meandering tour of the city (you don't go anywhere fast in London) and found ourselves at The Butcher's Hook and Cleaver. This is an authentic English Pub! It got ...
... of odd and you can say it in a lot of different accents.
St. Pauls Cathedral:
I enjoyed taking pictures and looking at the interesting looking statues. I went in the morning so there weren't really a lot of people out in St. Pauls Cathedral (hint hint).
I used this airport to get back to San Antonio, and so that I can leave London. Also so that I will be able to get back to my family all the way in Alice.
... t met) in Dalston and their two twin boys Baxter and Atley (who we also hadn't met obviously) and cat named Marcel who we didn't see much of.
We were due at their place around 1pm and it took almost an hour to get there athough we had some time to kill so stopped into a cafe to have a bite at a place called Risotto Balls where we had a ham and cheese toasty and a warmed croissant with onion jam and cheese - was pretty good. Oh and of ...
... of tourists, then raced uphill. A combination of experience and haste made me more comfortable in the bike/bus lane. I arrived at the bike store at 5:57, just in time!
After returning the bike, I had a sense that I was close to a favorite pub from my last trip to London, with Heather for her 40th. Sure enough, found it down an alley or two: The Rake! (http://www.utobeer.co.uk/the-rake/) There is something very ...
... on business.
We chatted about everything from skiing to Italian politics. Biagio is from
Torino, and was very impressed that I knew where it was. Thank you Olympics. As
I was washing my dishes I started chatting with two girls from Tel Aviv. They
were really excited to meet another Jewish person at a hostel. I told them I
had a cousin in Israel, and about my dad living on a Kibutz there (a communal
I bid farewell to my Swedish roommates, which ...