I got to see Reenie today!
One of my good friends’ mums from Battle Creek was in London with her
sister. Her sister was at a conference;
Loreen was just having some well-deserved fun after finishing another 1000-mile
walk along the lakes of the United States.
Reen is a published author and quite the Great Lakes explorer – check out http://www.loreenniewenhuis.com/1_bio/index.html.
Anyways, we had a lovely time catching up and exploring
London a bit. Loreen knows the city much
better than I do, as I’ve only been where the Marshall Orientation took
me. I will be going back to the city
next week during part of my school’s Reading Week (i.e., no classes or
seminars), so hopefully I’ll see a bit more then.
My favorite part of the day, though, was when my train was
delayed…because there was a cow on the track.
Yes, indeed. Welcome to the
United Kingdom, where things that you mock in romantic comedies as being unrealistic
actually do happen. I was not, however,
rescued from the cow delay by a Scottish lord on horseback. Which is really more than fine with me. For those of you who have no idea what I’m
talking about, please ignore. Just know
that rom coms really are rather egregiously ridiculous.
Then again, perhaps a Scottish lord wouldn’t have gone
amiss…unfortunately, someone took majorly ill in a train at a station ahead of
us. Because of the emergency services
dispatched, our train was freakishly delayed.
At one point, they announced our train would be terminating early and
we’d have to find other connections to our final destinations. And then we proceeded to pass right through
the station they’d told us we were stopping at…the poor conductor doing the
announcing was as confused as the rest of us.
Turns out we did go straight to London, but we didn’t make all of the
stops we’d planned, I don’t think. In
any case, Loreen and I found each other eventually, but it was not exactly the easy
in-and-out of London I had been expecting!
We had a lovely day, even though we didn’t make the wonderful lunch
reservation Reen had made. Alack and
alas.
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