I awoke this morning to the sound of rain just pouring down…beating against the bay windows in our master bedroom.
As I was lying there attempting to wake up, I thought/dreamt that I was in my room at the Euston Plaza Hotel in London…it too had a big bay window…and I’d often lie there listening to the rain pound down.
I’ve been wanting to come over to meet the LB’ers and hire a bike for a ride out to the Peaks District or down to Portsmouth to see the Royal Navy Musuem (or BOTH!!) for quite some time now.
I’ve never been to a place that it could be misery incarnate in the morning…glorious over the lunch hour…horrendous again for the walk back to the train station at the end of the day…and perfect while walking about looking for a spot to eat.
If you don’t like the weather in the UK…wait a couple of minutes…it’s bound to change. :laugh: