London
The rest of it:
Monday was the finish up day, to take in sights we hadn't yet but had planned to. Sorry, Tower of London, the boys were all too tired. Next time, Beefeaters?
The stomach flu was still with us. Gabe even threw up on Heathrow for good measure, before we vacated the country.
I have a few observations:
1. Don't give me any more of this "Americans are all fat because they eat ridiculous portions" crap. Not once did I ever feel slighted in a serving. Not once did I think, "Oh, that's a rather small pile of fried meat." I SAW with my own eyes the mixed grill platter that Sarah and Chris ordered at our last dinner. On a bed of fries and onion rings: salad, an entire roast chicken, and a rack of ribs, all garnished with an order of hot wings. And did you see that rodeo burger at Burger King? Three Whopper patties, all covered with cheese, then a potato patty and some foul sauce. And what about all the pubs that had burgers covered in sausage, bacon, cheese AND fried eggs? Huh? I saw plenty of porky Brits.
2. The national greeting must be a lilting "Sorry!" Everywhere we went, people were nearly brushing into one another and going, "Sorry!" "Sorry!" "Sorry!"
3. I like the trains.
4. Gabe said he would like to live in London.
5. A 21 hour day of travel is no fun with two little boys and too much luggage. And no one has any business driving home 3 hours at the end of it.
6. It is a somewhat damp country, and we didn't even have rain until the last day.
All in all, I pronounce the trip a huge success. The boys say we should go back over summer vacation.
The rest of it:
Monday was the finish up day, to take in sights we hadn't yet but had planned to. Sorry, Tower of London, the boys were all too tired. Next time, Beefeaters?
The stomach flu was still with us. Gabe even threw up on Heathrow for good measure, before we vacated the country.
I have a few observations:
1. Don't give me any more of this "Americans are all fat because they eat ridiculous portions" crap. Not once did I ever feel slighted in a serving. Not once did I think, "Oh, that's a rather small pile of fried meat." I SAW with my own eyes the mixed grill platter that Sarah and Chris ordered at our last dinner. On a bed of fries and onion rings: salad, an entire roast chicken, and a rack of ribs, all garnished with an order of hot wings. And did you see that rodeo burger at Burger King? Three Whopper patties, all covered with cheese, then a potato patty and some foul sauce. And what about all the pubs that had burgers covered in sausage, bacon, cheese AND fried eggs? Huh? I saw plenty of porky Brits.
2. The national greeting must be a lilting "Sorry!" Everywhere we went, people were nearly brushing into one another and going, "Sorry!" "Sorry!" "Sorry!"
3. I like the trains.
4. Gabe said he would like to live in London.
5. A 21 hour day of travel is no fun with two little boys and too much luggage. And no one has any business driving home 3 hours at the end of it.
6. It is a somewhat damp country, and we didn't even have rain until the last day.
All in all, I pronounce the trip a huge success. The boys say we should go back over summer vacation.
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