By 6pm we were back in London at the end of the tour at a cheapish hotel I had booked that did not have air con. Management had bought heaps of new fans and we had one which helped a little, that is it blew the hot air around in the room. We had left the coach at Greenwich Station and caught The Tube to Old Street Station. A recent new rebuild plan of the station has been rejected as it might have lead to youths loitering. A new plan is in place. It seems ok to me. The Old Street Station as we experienced was hard work, with no no escalators or lifts and we had to lug heavy suitcases up stairs. Then the monster roundabout was undergoing renovation and there weren't street signs. I tried to work out which was was up on my phone to find our hotel, but I couldn't. We tried each of the five roads with Google Maps open and once Madame said rerouting, we knew we had gone wrong. It was the last of the five roads we tried. How I wished we we were in Westminster where there are clear street signs. To say R was pissed orf is an understatement. Why didn't we get a cab? Perhaps he was right. Well, I didn't know about the mega road works or that there wasn't a lift at Old Street Station.
That is the end of our UK tour. We saw Wales, Ireland, Northern Ireland, Scotland and England in thirteen days. I hope you enjoyed some aspect of my blogging of our holiday. I cannot say it was our best holiday ever, but it was ok.
However, it is not all over yet. The next day we caught the east coast train (LNER) to Newcastle to catch up with R's family for a week or so. Why didn't we travel first class!?
Who is this handsome man? Seems he caught me taking a photo. I don't remember seeing him. He looks a little cross? What does he want to do to me?
Caught again, I think. No doubt a Cambridge student, with strong arm, chest and leg muscles. I need to settle down.
Back to beautiful buildings.
Another gasometer skeleton discovered.
A proper mailbox.
Cambridge University Press, I suppose.
My usual skill at avoiding people in photos in busy areas totally failed this day. Mein Gott, was Cambridge flooded with tourists, in spite of the very ordinary weather.
This is interesting. I pushed the tourists out of the way to get a closer photo. I wonder what it is about.
A lock, I believe.