Journeys without George: Big Ben and the Dreaded Daylight Savings Time

(Note: The following must be read using a British accent.)

Cheerio from London! I arrived in the UK on Saturday afternoon. My return trip on the Eurostar was much better than the leg to Brussels earlier in the week. There is definitely a difference between 1st class and 2nd class. In 2nd class, you’re seated next to a foul smelling 20-something, while in 1st class there were only five people in over 30 seats, with tables, power outlets and food. What a way to travel by rail!

Upon arrival at St. Pancras Station, I queued for the tube and went west to Paddington Station. There, I minded the gap and excited out on to the street and strode down a few short blocks to my accommodations for the four night trip to London: the Shafestbury Premiere Hyde Park. My room is the size of a dorm room, and rightfully so, since I paid so little for it.

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