Hello from surprisingly sunny England! We'll live on blogging irregularly from the northern hemisphere over the side past times side few weeks, on a trip that combines pocket-sized doses of operate on Cindy's purpose amongst sight-seeing in addition to plenty of vegetarian eating for the both of us.
Due to the vagaries of our ridiculous go plans (Cindy returns to Commonwealth of Australia from the U.K. via Chattanooga, spell I caput dorsum through Tokyo), it made feel (financial feel anyway) for the 2 of us to wing inward to London approximately 6 hours apart. This meant that I turned upward at Heathrow at nigh 7:30 inward the morning; tired, hungry in addition to alone. After finding a identify to stash my luggage for the solar daytime I headed off to Marylebone Lane for approximately breakfast, based on the Lonely Planet Guide’s recommendation. After fruitlessly strolling upward in addition to downward the lane in addition to failing to notice they served upward on our see 2 years ago, then I was hoping that the brekkies would overstep muster. Unfortunately they were pretty ordinary – plainly the U.K. lags a long agency behind Commonwealth of Australia when it comes to cooked breakfasts, it’s the stodgy total English linguistic communication or nothing. Mine at to the lowest degree came amongst approximately vego sausages (which were fine, but non much meliorate than those y'all tin purchase from Safeway). The beans tasted similar Heinz, the toast was a piddling mutual frigidity in addition to the poached eggs were poached beyond recognition, leaving only difficult piddling balls of yolk. Still, amongst a big splash of Lycopersicon esculentum sauce, this was all filling in addition to tolerable plenty to fuel me upward for approximately explorations of London.
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