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The Trip from Glasgow to London
This was the first time I’d ever encountered food being served on a train. They brought us a round of beverages first (including el vino), then brunch, then another round of beverages, then lunch. All during a 5 hour ride. They seemed QUITE concerned we wouldn’t get enough to eat or drink. Here are the remnants of our tray table after one course:
This was not British Rail, but Virgin Rail – owned by Richard Branston’s company. However they lost their bid to provide rail service and had to give it up to another company, Avanti West Coast, as of December 7th. The employees I talked to assured me they would not be fired. I hoped not, since they were so nice.
Uber, a Lousy Hotel, Escape Room, and Ice Cream
We have found Uber to be quite good and economical in Europe. Though Uber is fighting to keep their license right now, it was still in operation. It’s really nice to get a fixed fare as opposed to chewing your nails off in traffic while the meter’s price increases.
We went to our hotel, the Travellodge. I DON’T KNOW WHAT I WAS THINKING WHEN I BOOKED IT. What a dump. It’s like a Motel 6. It was cheap though. About 130 pounds ($160) a day, which was cheap for London. You have to pay for WiFi (only 2 devices), there were no tissues in the room (visited a pharmacy for that) and no washcloths (Rose was smart enough to bring some from home). Very dingy and dirty. This is a place that will only clean the room if you put a sign on the door asking for it. 3 days! I so miss Radisson Blu. I was thinking of going there anyways, but the cost is about 300 pounds a day.
We went to the most interesting escape room, called Secret Studio London. The location was secret and only given to us once I booked the room. Even then, our destination was very vague.
We at at a Fusion Asian place which was good, then went to Snowflake Gelato, because they had very interesting ice creams, such as Avocado. We planned the ice cream place, or rather I did. Ice cream is a food group you know, as is Nutella.
The Avocado was okay and tasted like avocado (please don't gasp in shock - I thought it would not taste like avocado.) Though I like avocado, I love chocolate more so I went back for Praline Gelato and another ice cream with a name that is a mouthful (as was the ice cream!)
After ice cream, we headed to the pharmacy to get more drugs. I think I’m single-handedly funding the British Drug Industry. My cold/cough/flu/crap has gotten worse. I think Rose has gotten a bit better because it doesn’t hurt her throat as much. We’ll see tomorrow. In any case, give me the right drugs and I can feel all right – trouble is, the drugs here are have different names than in the States and you can’t usually pick them off the shelf but have to confer with a chemist - British word for pharmacist. There is a chain here called Boots the Chemist which reminded me of Dora's monkey friend.