Too much luggage.
The dress clothes, art supplies, electronics, toiletries, and coffee fixin accoutrement had gained weight apparently…or had I gotten weaker? The answer turned out to be yes. I had picked up a case of Covid on the boat, but didn’t know it yet, as we arrived at our tiny (boutique!) hotel room-with no air conditioning, three floors up, and no lift. And did I mention London was experiencing an unprecedented heat wave?
While Rita toured the Tower of London, I spent an entire day in bed eating nothing but the ginger chews we had brought along in case of sea sickness.
Despite the trials and tribulations (what exactly is a tribulation?), the city welcomed us.
Next up: Shepard’s Bush and the tube strike!