Lynn and Mel gave us a warm send off on the train for rainy London this morning. At Euston station we caught an almost £20 cab ride to Victoria station with the suitcases. I figured we'd have lots of time, but after getting the bags settled at left luggage and then queuing up for an underground ticket to Green Park, which we didn't get because apparently it was just around the corner, almost an hour had gone by. Anyway, Les and I set off at 2pm, still without lunch, and headed to the Canadian embassy to pick up my new passport, which could only be picked up between 3 & 4 pm. As we walked in the drizzle, stopping to clarify our direction, many thoughts floated through my mind. One, of course, was how wonderful it would be to be in a little piece of Canada on this day. I wasn't expecting a turkey dinner or anything, but maybe some pumpkin tarts with a bit of whipped cream.....some pecan squares.....a cranberry/cream cheese/cilantro salsa. But I certainly didn't expect this posted on the front door!
Closed for Thanksgiving!
We are feeling quite deflated.
We returned to Victoria station in the rain, had some soup and are now on the train to Angmering to visit Craig, a friend from my Glasgow days. Our next "passport plan" is to go early on Thursday to Gatwick,store our bags at the hotel and then take the train into London in time for 3pm at the embassy. We fly to Spain on Friday morning at 5:45am, so wish us luck!
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