First thoughts in another country.

Getting out of the airport and onto a train to earls court was a little bit stressful because it involved figuring out money and trains. Once we were on the train, which was about 7 am, I actually started to get excited when I looked out the windows and saw English houses! Allotment gardens! Spring buds on English trees! A red bus! A black cab! And it was a glorious sunny day, but cold! At earls court we got hot drinks at Starbucks and wifi to write home. The rest of the day involved navigating the track work to get to church at st Helen's, walking a lot of the way, hearing David Cook preach and also bumping into a familiar face from the cathedral, wandering through the deserted financial district and discovering cute things... Especially lanes. I love how there are all these skinny lanes off main roads, with tall terraces. We got back to EC and bought lunch in a pub at about 2, so it was quite a long time without food since the plane breakfast was at 4 am. It was also a long time without sleep, we pretty much crashed into bed around 3 pm and slept through my alarm, got up and bought food and then had dinner at 830 and then went back to bed. Too tired to make plans.