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| Brumus |
Last evening was a
successful ending for the London part of the trip. The pre-show
dinner was Brumus at the Haymarket Hotel. It is a quiet,
table-clothed dining room that was only three or four blocks from the
Prince of
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| Opening set of Kinky Boots |
Wales Theatre where Karin and Susan went to see The Book of
Mormon. We walked them to their theater and then headed to ours to
see Kinky Boots.
On the way, we walked through Trafalgar Square and said hello to London's Feng & Shei (in-joke).
After the shows, we hailed a taxi, drove to their
theatre, picked them up, and returned together to the flat. During
the ride, they alternated between giggles and whooping gauffaws as
they recalled their favorite scenes from the show. I had the distinct
impression that they enjoyed Book of Mormon. Kinky Boots was
fun, but there is hardly a story line and the plot is sort-of
missing. But the totally pop score had the audience clapping along.
Bob was up at 7:00
this morning to help Karin and Susan into their cab for the airport,
but I slept in. (So did he after they left.)
Our last day in
London is cool but sunny, so we strolled over to the Wallace
Collection, the small museum that Karin and Susan visited earlier
this week. Then we bought some
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| Regent's Park |
sandwiches for lunch in Regent's Park,
which we had never been to. It's a lovely place and sun-seekers were
out in abundance.
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| Heron | |
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| Baby Heron |
After having lunch
on a park bench, we chatted with an elderly lady who was feeding the
birds from her ample supply of goodies. All the birds seemed to know
her, and she identified for us the herons and coots. I think they all
knew her, since even the swan came up for his share.
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| The Swan out of the Lake |
This afternoon,
we'll clean up the flat, repack, and ready ourselves for our own
ordeal of a trip home. We're having dinner at our local Italian
restaurant (Sergio's again!) and plan to have an early night. So, this will be the
final blog entry for this trip unless there's some reason to add a
postscript about our trip home.
Adieu, France. Ta-ta, London.
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