This past Sunday I took the national rail service for the very first time up to Guildford Surrey. The train was about an hour long and the places I passed reminded me a lot of the "London" I'm used to seeing in the British TV shows I watch. Jan came to pick me up at the station and I rode in a car for the first time in London. It was a nauseating feeling being on the wrong side of the road in a car. Our first stop was to pick up her Margaret. It was interesting to meet her after all the stories grandma had told me about her. We then picked up Jan's kids (Ishbell 17 and John 19) and headed to lunch
. They took me to lunch at the same restaurant they look Rita and Lee last time they were there picking up their Volvo. We even sat at the same table they sat at! Lunch was so good, I ate a salad for the second time in London. Jan's husband Colin joined us and I learned that it only takes 4 hours to drive from Wales to London. After lunch we had tea and macaroons at Margaret's house. I asked if she had any pictures of my grandparents from Venezuela. We looked through a couple albums but could only find pictures with the back of them in them. I did see pictures of the Crowley's who I will be seeing next week! Jan told me that the next time I come up we can look through the boxes of old film Margaret has to see if we can find some pictures of them. Then Jan, Ishbell, John and I went on a walk to see Guildford castle and the house where Lewis Carroll died. The castle was not that big but very impressive looking for my first castle. The grounds surrounding it were gorgeous! I imagine that during the summer when everything is in bloom its amazing. Because Lewis Carroll had a house near there statues of Alice are all over the city. The one in the castle garden is her through the looking glass. The town of Guildford has more history than I thought it would but all of it was very interesting to learn about and Jan was a tremendous tour guide! Hopefully I will make it out the again before I leave.
Before I left for London (and also while I am here) people did not hesitate to give me names of people they knew in London that I could meet up with. Grandma Rita was no exception, actually she probably gave me the most names :). One of the many names was the daughter of a friend of hers from Venezuela. I played email tag with Jan (the daughter) for about a month before setting up a Sunday to meet.