Well, sadly, our Spanish vacation has come to an end. We traveled over 1600 miles or about 2600 km. We saw so many beautiful and wonderful sights, wined and dined on some fabulous foods, met some fun and interesting people, and overall, had a truly fantastic time. Our last stop before heading home was a night outside of London, just a few short bus stops away from Heathrow airport.
This was our little flat we stayed in for the night. There were four rooms, all labeled by the seasons, and then a shared kitchen, which of course we did not use at all. We stayed in the Autumn room. It was very cute and comfortable, and the owner even stopped by to check on us to make sure we had everything we needed. We dropped off our bags and headed out.
Our first stop was for dinner at The Three Magpies Pub. We were famished and what better place to eat in London than a good, old fashioned London pub. This was just a quick walk away from where we were staying too. It was nice and refreshing to enjoy some cooler London weather too. Spain was very, very hot.
This cozy little spot right in front of the fireplace is where we sat to enjoy our delicious dinner of bangers and mash for Larry and a chicken and mushroom pie for me.
While there were still daylight hours, with full bellies, and what little energy we had left, we set out to see what we could see. On the to-do list was to ride a double decker bus, on the top of course.
The view from the top opened the window to a little bit of life in the outskirts of London. The bus was free from the airport, and we rode it to the end of the line, but we had to pay to ride back. We did not have any British pounds, and we were not going to get any since we were only in town for a few short hours, so we walked it back. It was a much longer walk than what we thought, and by the time we got back to our flat, we were exhausted. But we got to see some nice flowers and houses on the way back, plus we burned off some extra calories as well.
A traditional London cabbie out for a drive.
Some typical English homes.
In the morning, we headed out, back to Heathrow, headed for home. At the start of our trip, we flew from Houston to London. Coming home, we took a different route, and flew over the southern most tip of Greenland. I think the people who named Iceland and Greenland got it backwards. Iceland, from all the pictures I’ve seen, is actually green and Greenland is covered in snow. HMMMMM! This is our view from 40,000 feet above the ground.
I am always a bit sad when my vacations come to an end, but at the same time, it’s good to get back home too. I ALWAYS miss my fur babies, my peeps, my swimmers, and the general routine of home sweet home. After all, “There is no place like home”.
I hope you have all enjoyed my special series on Spain as much as I enjoyed sharing all our Spanish adventures with you. The hardest part was to narrow things down without overwhelming you. We have no other vacations on the books for the moment, and once again, “The Kitchen” is open for business as usual.
Ciao for now!