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Arriving at Heathrow on October 14, we located our host's home in Clapham, a district in London about a half-hour south of central London (by transit). We went exploring the next day in the direction of Salisbury, in search of the Stones.
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We found them, presiding over the barrow grounds We will not forget them.
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We spent a bit of time there, less than a blink by their reckoning, I'm sure.
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We needed some solid English nourishment by then, which we were able to find in Lower Wolford, at the Wheatsheaf Inn.
Our hosts confessed a craving for Spotted Dick |
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That may have been more detail than we were really after, but we were terribly gracious about it.
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It's a bit sad how these Brits cling to the past. We looked about, but could not find a bit of proper vinyl siding. Not even any lawn deer. Believe me, there was thatch and tile just everywhere you looked. It's a disgrace.
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We found Salisbury at last. Nice little place.
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Bumming about back in London the next day, here we have a bit of refreshment in Leicester Square
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We wandered over to Covent Garden, where the amenities included this band of tasty musicians doing Gershwin.
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Here's a view of the Garden from the east side.
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Random wanderings in that part of town.
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This is not a One Way street:
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Some anime-inspired mannequins.
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A cutting edge position available. Help.
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The next day was our one day of beautiful weather. We started out getting some perspective on things from the Eye. Not too shabby! Here, we're on the way up.
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Getting higher now.
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I think they're peaking now. Peeking, too.
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From the top, the view to the north, with all your major London destinations:
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Coming down, now. But still in a good space!
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It's so, like, totally tubular.
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We then headed for Westminster. This was when the drugs kicked in, as you can see here:
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This was a curious thing, apparently a plastic island full of rather tropical-looking trees. Please explain?
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Libbi got a nice postcard shot here
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Westminster Abbey was awesome. Here's a peek out of the cloister.
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Soho finally gets some proper culture.
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Typical random street in Soho.
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David gets a cuppa joe at Harrod's:
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Way too soon, we had to leave England, which sucked.
We caught the Chunnel train from Waterloo. |
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The Eurostar train took us to Paris. Here's Libbi at 185 mph.
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If you happen to be a pushy wanker and you have yet another complaint, preferably not about the bleedin' site, you can drop me a note here.
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