Our final day in London was pretty chill. We went out for a pub lunch, and later in the day we went to Queensway for a few last items for Deb to take home. We finished up some of the food we had stockpiled, packed, and watched Suits on TV. This trip has been delightful, but we have realized that we are no longer 35 and we are exhausted. The days of running all day, dashing up and down Tube station stairs, and running down Palace Court at the end of an adventure are over. That ship seems to have sailed.
After all these years we finally tried the Champion,
just around the corner: it's charming and the food is good
A silly mirror selfie
Our digs for the week (notice large freaky feline lower left)
Our bedroom
Main bath
Debby's bedroom
A shoe selfie in the posh side portion of the huge waiting
lounge at LHR on our homeward journey
All's well that ends well. Our flight home was smooth as silk, but my legs could hardly hold still, and after a nine hour flight Ann and Stephen picked us up at SLC and we drove home to unpack and go straight to bed.
That's it for this trip.
OXO
D.
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Sad it’s come to end. There is nothing wrong with relaxing leisurely travel!— Maren
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