Leaving London

Wednesday, April 27, Allie and LT woke before seven and made their usual breakfast of strong Twinnings Tea, Fruit Salad, and Scrambled Eggs with Smoked Salmon.  The "hob" behaved more or less, so they got the burners going with only a few profane insults as to the French design of the hob unit.

LT threw his clothes into his large suitcase, and Allie carefully packed her much smaller duffel bag.  As luck would have it, Holborn is on the Picadilly line, so they could both walk down to the tube station, take the escalator down, down, down, down to the start of the Picadilly line, and then LT gave Allie a hug and headed West, while Allie returned the hug and headed East.  LT had great luck in his tube journey to Heathrow.  He got a seat on the very next tube car, tucked his 32-pound suitcase next to him, and enjoyed the 1 hour ride out to the airport.  It cost only 5 British pounds.  There are rumors that Allie had not such good luck, and she will her describe her experience in due course.