For our honeymoon, we spent fourteen days in Great Britain. After a nine hour plane ride, we landed safe and sound in Heathrow Airport, just outside Central London. After a lost iPhone, a rather long ride on the Tube (London's Underground), and a bit of street wandering to find our flat at 41-41 Cartwright Gardens, Bloomsbury, London, UK, our adventure was already well underway. At the very beginning, after a cramped plane ride and lost directions, I felt a bit like Bilbo Baggins when faced with the prospect of adventures by Gandalf:
"Adventures are dirty, nasty things that make you late for supper..."
But after a bit, I felt like Bilbo when he decides that having an adventure is a much better alternative to not having one. I'll chronicle our time spent in the Queen's country in the next few posts.
"Adventures are dirty, nasty things that make you late for supper..."
But after a bit, I felt like Bilbo when he decides that having an adventure is a much better alternative to not having one. I'll chronicle our time spent in the Queen's country in the next few posts.
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