After a school trip to Toledo, we set out for London. We eagerly anticipated our arrival to England because it is indeed an English speaking country. Finally. Greeted by our personal driver at the London-Stansted airport (thank you Jan and Brian) we made our way to the charming and quaint village of Dulwich—just a 10 minute train ride into the busy city. We arrived late in the night to the flat of Jan and Brian-dear friends of Papa Innis. Our next day’s schezhual (how the brit’s would say it) was filled to the brim. We woke up early for a traditional, clog-of-the-artery breakfast. Entonces, we hopped on the big red bus, you know the one.
After our “all you can see tour” of London, we headed to high tea, stopping at Harrods on the way, obviously. High tea at the Lanesborough was brilliant. It was complete with champagne, strawberries, tea, mini-sandies, quiche,scones, and delicious British pastries—you know, the typical high tea assortment.
We. Will. Rock. You. If the sweet tunes of Queen don’t get you, the hip thrusts will. Our evening in London was spent at this lovely Broadway musical based on the music of Queen. It was fantastic. Galileo Figaro and Scaramouche. You get the drift. See it for yourself.
To top off the day, we hailed a cab and went to the Crown and Greyhound Pub for a couple pints of local British Ale. Sunday morning. We grabbed some fish and chips and headed home. This was a day well spent, literally one day. Thank you Jan and Brian. This weekend will go down in history. We left our hearts in London, England, and one day we will return. Until then, let’s put another shrimp on the Barbie.
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