Dad, Cooper and I ate a nice breakfast at the Bridge Hotel, overlooking the Thames. Dad
ordered a full English breakfast.
Then we drove around Weybridge, the area of London where Dad used to live. We
found 11 Oatlands Close, Dad’s old address, but the house wasn’t there. We
gave a neighbor our email address and she said she’d email us a local publication
written about the history of the road, if she can find it.
We drove to
our hotel, the California Hotel in London and we were in horrible traffic. Cooper
dropped Dad and Alysse off with thier luggage and he took the car back to
the airport. While
Cooper was returning the car, Dad and Alysse took the subway to Olympic Park. The park itself was closed, but there
was plenty of shopping and good views. We
met Cooper back at the hotel. That
night, we took the Tube to Kensington Gardens
and walked all the way to the Eye.
Dad really enjoyed seeing Hyde Park along
the Serpentine River, Buckingham Palace, Big Ben, Parliament, etc. It was nice because it didn't get dark until about 11:30 pm or so. We got back really
late, so we picked up sandwiches at Upper Crust, a shop in the subway station, and
ate in the hotel room.
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