The Train to London

After a long work week, it was a relief to catch a cab to the train station and head to London. As soon as I arrived, I got to hear the classic “mind the gap” warning about the drop from the train car to the platform. There was much more activity than Farnborough; plenty of people bustling about and women in skirts and boots. Another hop on the Underground to Green Park brought me to the hotel, which was a nice property in a great location in Mayfair.

Having eaten on the train, Friday night was free for wandering. A short walk took me to the neon night of Piccadilly Circus and a lively crowd. Continuing onto Leicester Square brought views of the full moon breaking through scattered crowds, just waiting for a werewolf. Trafalgar Square and Lord Nelson on his column were also nicely lit, and down the avenue in the distance was the Parliment tower housing Big Ben (he’s actually a bell).

On the way back to the hotel, I browsed a bit at the Virgin Megastore before settling down for some old school blogging on paper, which I now transfer into an Internet terminal at Gatwick airport waiting for the flight home.

2 Responses to “The Train to London”

  1. Brian Elliott Says:

    Enjoy the return to Fortress America!

  2. Matthew Says:

    Actually, one thing I will enjoy about returning to Fortress America is not always being on candid camera! The Brits are big fans of video surveillance and have signs everywhere reminding you of it.

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