Where Are the Fish?

Off to London. It was definitely a "Murphy's Law" day. We had to leave by 6:15 to catch our train. At 6:30 we are still waiting to load the bus. Two busses in front of the hotel, no clue which is ours, no tour director. Arnoud did not receive his wake up call from the front desk. Neither, we discover, did Clara and Sarah P. Those girls are amazing packed up and down to the bus in 5 minutes. Unfortunatly that led to the next trauma. Art left at the hotel. The bus driver was a magician, got us back to the hotel and to the station just in time.

The Eurostar is an interesting train. You'd never know you're going as fast as you are. Almost 200 MPH! The scenery flies by but is still pretty, you just learn to look to the distance so you can focus. The chunnel is just a dark tunnel and most of the kids were asleep so no one really noticed. We did have a discussion with a few however, that they should paint fish on the sides of the tube to make it look like you're traveling under water.

There was a weird unsheduled stop while on the train and then another mix up with the bus so we missed our guided tour of Westminster Abbey but we'll try to reschedule for Monday. We went to the Tower of London and turned the kids loose. It's always been a great site to visit but it was all cleaned up and had new exhibits in honor of the Queen's Jubilee (and for the Olympic crowd.

Then it was off to the Marlbarough Pub for fish and chips. Even some of the kids who swear they hate fish ate & enjoyed. A few took off for Phantom of the Opera and the rest took to the town. All are home safe and sound.