A brief tour of London from a cabbie on the way to Heathrow

A brief tour of London from a cabbie on the way to Heathrow

Andy and I left Manna House at 4:30 a.m. and dragged our luggage down to the cab company where we had hired a driver. He met us at the curb, a funny little bald Cockney man, and he drove us to Heathrow. It was actually a fun ride. He had all sorts of things to say and all sorts of questions about us and the U.S. He took us through “the best part of London” and when Andy asked what made it the best he responded, “Because it’s where I’m from!”

He was just a funny guy. We got to Heathrow with plenty of time. Right now, we’re sitting in a quiet area. I’m drinking some coffee, and we’re waiting for our gate assignment. We’re so early they haven’t put them out yet.

The flight back should be uneventful. We’re expecting a lot of trouble in O’Hare, but we have tons of time. Yesterday for some reason I was thinking our flight would be getting in on Sunday morning, but I’m wrong. It’s actually getting in tonight.

As awesome as this has been, I’m ready to go home. I miss my farm. And I understand I have two kittens now that I didn’t have when I left.

I’m going to try to sleep some on the plane, but I’m not holding out too much hope. Although, who knows? I’m exhausted. So maybe I can sleep.

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