
I awoke early Saturday, but chose not to have breakfast. I decided instead to have some biscuits or muesli. I dug into my bag and pulled out the muesli. The bag was a little shredded.
I wasn't certain that the bag wasn't just torn, but even though it was in a sealed zip-loc bag, I didn't want to take the chance. I kept thinking of this:

I tossed the meusli forthwith and had a biscuit instead. I'm happy to announce that my kettle worked nicely. As did my various chargers. I spent the few extra quid for an hour of internet and informed Thomas (of Heather and Thomas fame a.k.a. the World's Most Perfect Couple), that I had changed residences and was no longer at our original meeting place. Previously we arranged to meet for 11.
A few minutes later, I got a response that they would indeed meet me at the HI for 11.
I spent the morning lounging in bed and watching Murder She Wrote on TVI.

I got dressed and went to the lobby to meet Heather and Thomas. They insisted on taking me to lunch because I had to spend so much extra money on new accommodations. See what I mean by perfect???
I was ready to walk, and so were they, so we walked. I wasn't really sure where I was or where I was going, but I enjoyed the brisk air and being led around not having to pay attention to where I was.
We went back to Tibbits. This time I took a pic of what I had.

After we'd had our fill and digested for a bit, we decided to take in the sights of the city.

We were walking along looking at this and that when they took me past a new landmark. See if you can figure out what it is.

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Santas |
As we were walking past the British Museum, we saw a curious sight.
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Santas |
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AND MORE SANTAS! |
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SPOON! |

To say the Brits like Christmas is like saying NOLA likes Saint's games. They just don't enjoy it, they LIVE it. Merry Christmas was everywhere. Even people who were obviously not of the Christian faith were spouting Merry Christmas. It was a odd and refreshing change from Happy Holidays or Happy Christmahannukwanzika. And they were really, really happy.
We walked past Piccadilly Circus, Oxford Street, Fortnum Street and Covent Garden. Christmas Everywhere!

Everywhere lights!


And more random Santas. The pub crawl led them to the Cathedral where we watched a Paddy Wagon pull up and get a few. This is a very racist statement. I know. But I can say it because I am of (as of yet undocumented) Irish descent.
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Paddy wagon going to get the unruly Santas |
It was creeping into evening and Mrs. H was feeling slightly under the weather. She works with germ laden munchkins in her every day life and she had been fighting back a cold. As the temperature was dropping, I insisted on having them walk me back to my hotel and go home and get into bed. We did make one stop at a book store for a bathroom break where I picked up a copy of a Flavia de Luce book for Mrs. H's birthday the day before. After that, we said good bye and they went home.
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Might not have been this one, I remember the book store didn't have' the first one in the series. Great read! |
This is the original cast, they've been through about 100 versions since then/ |