A Slice of Life
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Bill Lites
We rode the train as much as we could, when going into London, to avoid the traffic and the parking problems. We did all the tourist things like visiting the Tower of London, examining the Crown Jewels, and touring Madame Tussauds Wax Museum, where DiVoran did a comedy number with Charlie Chapman, sang a song with Pavarotti, and met Queen Victoria.

The original Tower of London was built by William the Conqueror in 1078, after the Norman Conquest of England and was a constant symbol of the oppression inflicted upon London by the new ruling elite. The Tower went through several phases of expansion, during the 12th and 13th centuries, mainly under Kings Richard the Lionheart, Henry III, and Edward I. When we visited the Tower, we were impressed with the guards and their special uniforms.

I wanted to take a ride on the Channel Tunnel (Chunnel) to France, just for the ride, but we didn’t have enough time to cram that into our busy schedule of things to do. Coming back from our London adventures one evening, we couldn’t get a seat in the “No Smoking” car of the last train going to Crawley, and had to spend the hour-long trip breathing the second-hand smoke from what seemed like every person in that closed train car. The smoke was so thick, you could almost cut it with a knife. Did you remember, it was also freezing cold outside, and we couldn’t open the train car windows? Well, we both almost died from smoke inhalation before the train arrived at our destination in Crawley.

Remember the couple we met at Dove Cottage (Part 7) who invited us to their home for tea? Well, we rode the train to Canterbury and had a delightful time with them over tea and crumpets. Professor Wainright had taught at the University of Kent at Canterbury, and was now retired (having been made redundant). He and Mrs. Wainright were now enjoying traveling and meeting tourists from many countries like us. He expressed the attitude of many of those we had met in Britain on our trip when he said, “We want you to know how much we appreciate all you “Yanks” did by coming over and helping us fight the Germans during WWII.

The next day it was time to turn in the rental car, and join the hundreds of people at Gatwick airport trying to find our way to the Delta ticket counter, the Duty Free store, and finally to our departure gate. Outside the terminal, we saw a couple British WWII Veterans, dressed in all their finery and ribbons, passing out poppies to passersby. What a heart-rending sight that was! DiVoran and I, along with most everyone walking by, wanted to give them a donation to help whatever cause they were supporting.

The flight back to the U.S. seemed to take a lot longer than it did coming over; I guess because of the Jet Stream headwinds we encountered. Delta treated us to wonderful meals, a movie and everything we needed for that trip, except a bed. I always find it hard to sleep on those long flights, even when they turn off all the lights and I fall asleep during the movie. We changed planes again in Atlanta, did the Customs routine, and then we were finally landing in Orlando, Florida, where our daughter Charlene and her husband Ron picked us up. Another 45-minute trip to Titusville, and we couldn’t wait to see our “Home Sweet Home” with our wonderful beds.

So ends the adventures of “Our Trip to the UK”or at least as much as I can remember. I would have to take the 5th if you asked me if this was all there was, or if that was exactly how it happened, but these were some of the most memorable parts of the trip, and DiVoran and I loved every minute of it.
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