Mom and Dad arrived in London on Monday after flying ryanair from Cork. Their hotel room is tiny, but has really nice towels. After a light dinner of salmon, avocado and prawn antipasto and soup, they retired early to bed.
On Tuesday they toured the city by bus and the Thames by boat, in addition to walking almost six miles. (In contrast, I walked no miles on Tuesday. In fact, I did not even leave the apartment!) I told Mom after our climbs to the Cork Gaol and the top of Blarney that she was rated for any tourist activity. My left thigh hurt for two days after Blarney.
Celia and the Tower Bridge
Charles and the Eye
