The getting here was, as one might expect, an adventure. We were all set to leave about suppertime on Sunday, and Darlene casually said (she admitted later it was a ploy to give me something to do to allay my anxieties) the we might just check to be sure the plane was on time. Sure, I said flippantly, and fired up the computer. Checked the web site, and learned the plane had been delayed by three hours! Oops, thanks Westjet (sarcastically), and thanks Darlene (really). Quick call to our taxi driver, who re-arranged his schedule to come later on, and we settled into another three hours at home.
So the plane trip began at about 1:00 AM Dundas time, (already 6 AM London time), with supper provided at about 2:30 and breakfast about 4:30 Dundas time. Totally confusing for my poor old biologic clock. However, the good news was that the flight was smooth and the seats allowed some sleep. And weather in London was pretty good, even too warm. After a train ride into London, we arranged to get the flat key to the rented B&B, and settled in a bit. The flat is in a co-op apartment, 20 stories tall (we are on the 15th, which the wind seems to recognize and challenges with some regularity), and is sparse, but adequate.
The "boys"—our Pat, Shane and Jamie—were on their way back to London from the stag they had shared with Dan and others up in Scotland. Katy, bless her!, was able to get home a bit early, and even buy some supplies for the flat, so we went to her place about six, and had a wonderful supper she had prepared, once everyone had arrived. An early-ish to bed, and the day was ended.
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Location:Abbey Street,London,United Kingdom
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