Ibis London Wembley
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... that you can see from the building. After lunch we explored the train station that is 4 stops away from Central London. We had a tiny ice cream in a stale cone that believe it or not, snapped my front tooth. I have an appointment to have it fixed in York on Friday. We met Sue's son Steve, daughter in law Mellie and their 2 year old son Teo. Mellie is amazingly laid back but is actually ...
... much by his own parents, he was first elected to Parliament in 1900 where he spent 65 years. He had many ups and downs but eventually became Prime Minister of Great Britain in 1940 and served two terms covering almost ten years. He was famous for a number of things, notably the failed mission into the Dardanelles in the First World War and the successful orchestration of the defence of the United Kingdom and the demise of the German and Japanese aggression in the Second ...
... diamond (cut from the legendary South African Cullinan diamond), added to the scepter in 1905. We all were impressed with the multitude of table salt serving dishes, made from gold. It appears that the royals and their guests enjoy over-salting their food as much as I do.
Sam and I got one free afternoon when my parents took the kids to their first ever British tea, complete with finger sandwiches, scones, and sweets. I was informed that they ...
... my archive work, I am seriously freaking out about going to the Royal College of Surgeons, I can't wait to see Busk's handwriting and get a feel for the place. The first day will be somewhat challenging Im sure, but that's why I'm going to bed VERY SOON (it's only 8 PM here haha- whatever, 5 AM is early!). Anyway, I am very grateful to be in England, after all this time reading and writing about it!, and I look forward to the days ahead. Love. ...
... where your passport is when crossing international borders.
All in all, the journey through France and Spain was pretty uneventful. I arrived in the southern Spanish port of Algeciras in the early evening, two days after leaving England. I showered. I pondered what Africa held in store for me. I slept in a bed for the first time in three nights.
On the ferry the next morning, it seemed we were already running on African time; a ...