Premier Inn London Wembley Stadium
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... amazing, I am thrilled to say the coffee was amazing, and there were actual English people in the cafe. Feeling much better about our morning jaunt, we set off to jump back on the bus to do a different route. Now again, the bus stop on the map looked quite close...about a block, maybe two. 30 minutes later, Tanya was threatening to remove Navigator from my title and reclaim it. Triumphantly, I announced our arrival at that moment and gave an unimpressed Serrano ...
... purse, a few additional souvenirs and I think we were done. Poor Andy wanted to kills us by the time we left, he was very patient waiting outside the shops for us….I think we owe him a drink or 10.
We left Amalia, caught the tube back to our previous hotel, grabbed our bags and started what we didn’t realize was going to be a very long journey to our airport hotel. We had to catch 3 tubes and 1 train to get to the actual airport. We had a bite to eat ...
... a photo of the many cranes
standing over the massive amount of building going on in London.
The trip on the river was great, got great photos of
Tower Bridge and lots of photos showing the huge number of flats in London. The
population of London is nearly eight and a half million, (which is just over
half the population of Istanbul). So ...
England to Africa: 28th September 2010 – 1st October 2010
14:45 Tuesday 28th September 2010.
On colourless concrete paving stones, under rolling autumnal English skies, I waited for a bus to turn the corner into Beckingham Way. It was late. Bus after bus came and went, though none of them bore the number 580 which would signal the start of a long, long journey. Outside Chesterfield coach station, in the English ...
Marrakech to St. Louis: 27th October 2010 – 1st November 2010
A glass of mint tea. Such is its prevalence and social importance throughout the region, it seemed apt to be savouring its sweetness while we overlooked, for the final time, the delightfully entertaining activities going on below us in Marrakech's Central Square.
Mopeds dived between horses, donkeys and carts. Fruit juice squeezers stood high in their trailers, surrounded by ...