Wednesday, September 16, 1998

London, England

After a fairly good sleep in this morning (we are sharing a room with Cousin Suze and Lisa) we don’t get up to too much as most of Roberta’s time is spent making sure everything is alright with her backpack.

We do, however, go out for lunch at The Genevieve again, after Monday’s great meal. Today, unfortunately is another story, as the food is terrible and not properly cooked.

After lunch we keep heading west on the main road of Streatham Hill just looking at the shops. Roberta picks up a couple of things for her flight before we head home.

At three pm we start our long journey out to Heathrow. We catch a BritRail to Victoria, where we change for the 20-odd stop Tube ride to Heathrow. Check-in is no problem, and we only had time for a coffee and coke before Roberta disappeared into customs before boarding her flight.

No point in me hanging around any longer, so I got back on the train to make my way back to Streatham Hill. I arrived home at around the same time as Roberta’s flight actually took off.

Tonight is Cousin Suze’s 28th birthday, so we have a mini celebration for her i.e., balloons, streamers and cake. Meanwhile, Bert Petic cooked up a storm for us.

After dinner Cam, Bert and I headed down to Big Hand Moe’s to have a couple of beers to end the night off.

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