On the ground, we managed to navigate Terminal 3 without much fuss and were soon on our way down into the depths of the building heading toward the "Tube" station. Taking the Piccadilly line through London seemed slow, hot and crowded. Eventually we made it to Liverpool St. where we boarded a train that took us to Broxbourne just north of the city. This will be our base for the next few days as we venture into and out of the city sightseeing.
Sleep came quickly. I know we should have all tried to push into the evening as long as we could to minimize the effects of jet lag, but we all ended up taking a short nap. Barb & I popped out to get some Chinese takeaway for dinner which was a hit and then we settled in to watch Top Gear. What could be more British on a Sunday evening?
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