Goodbye from London town.

The rain upon the windows echo the tears...... No, don't do that. The three weeks have flown past here in London. For the most part we have done the things that we came to do. At the same time, we have discovered lots more that, given opportunity, we would do next time. We are seriously planning on leaving the damage deposit in Elizabeth's hands and booking our next stay here in Covent Gardens. We are right in the middle of it here. Walking distance to the theatre world, the museums and galleries, the quaint or just odd little neighbourhoods that dot the city centre. We can't begin to explain how great it is to walk out the door and be in Covent Gardens. To see the giant marquees for shows that we've all read about within a few blocks. It has been great.
Yesterday we attended the 4th Sunday of Advent at the Bloomsbury Baptist. After lunch we went to King's Cross station and picked up our train tickets for tomorrow's train trip to Glasgow. All forms of transport are struggling right now with the weather, so think of us tomorrow, Tuesday the 22nd, as we try to initiate the next leg of our adventure. We are excited to be going to see Dorian in his lair as it were. He says that he has been scrubbing and dusting in anticipation of his Mum's arrival.
After we left King's Cross Station we went a short way along Euston Street and spent a couple of hours in the British Library. I sat for the whole time with a headset listening to snippets of great orations of history. Winston Churchill, Martin Luther King Jr, T.S. Eliott etc. Sheelagh explored the place and enjoyed seeing The King's Library. It was donated to the nation by George II, and formed the basis of the British Library. As you can see in the picture, the books are in a huge column in the centre of the building. They were mostly, if not all, handwritten and leather bound.
The next blog will come from Scotland, see you then.