Well, we moved to a flop house, budget hotel for our final night in London. It was next to Paddington Station, so easy enough to catch the Heathrow Express and our afternoon flight home.
What an incredible five weeks! I don’t think it would have been possible to have had a better vacation. Sure there were a few off days here and there, with a bad meal thrown in occasionally, but given the length and lack of planning, that comes as no surprise.
Ha! Being a tourist at Paddington Station, though we totally got lost trying to leave.
I can’t even imagine how crowded the Portobello Market must be in the summer. I would had living near this.
And he was seriously considering buying a deer stalker hat, just like Sherlock. I kinda wish he did. Dorky! Cute! Dorky!
That’s an English Fish Monger.
An awesome accidental discovery while walking back toward our hotel, “Little Venice” and the canals of London.
Living on a canal boat, must be a lot like living in a Westy.
Twenty minutes in the British Museum is better than nothing: Victor eyeing the Rosetta Stone.
The last thing I did on this vacation: take a peek at the Elgin Marbles.
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