From the email:
It was a scorcher today, really hot. And it was striking the Londoners down like a plague. At each Tube stop there was a little sign saying that if you started feeling faint, to seek help as *drum roll* it was going to be 35 degrees ... ARGH! The sahara!
Since it was so hot, M used the search for airconditioning as an excuse to show me her favourite shops, Bluewater. Bluewater is the Galleria on steroids. Built by Australians in a quarry outside Woolwich, it felt like home as soon as I stepped into it. The English just don't have shopping centres like we do ...
Airconditioning is a great idea, and teamed with shopping, well, what girl is going to say no?
The itsy bitsy problem was that the trip to Bluewater entailed a one and a half hour bus trip in buses WITH WINDOWS THAT DIDN'T OPEN! It was inhuman torture. Who was the doofus who thought air circulation was so last century? Let me at them ...
It was a driving sauna in those buses. But driving around the endless suburbs of London you get a real feel for just how huge the place is. The buses were taking us out to the coast and on the way we passed some pretty interesting stuff.
First of all there was the small area called Crook Log. Everything was named after it, Crook Log Medical Centre, Crook Log B&B ...
Then we passed this HUGE bridge that was very deceptive. It had only two pylons and looked like a footbridge that goes across a Perth freeway. Yet watching the traffic driving across it you see huge tankers looking like Tonka trucks.
The best site on the trip was the pub called ... the Frog and Radiator, complete with a sign consisting of a ... you guessed it ... a frog perched ontop of a radiator. God bless their cotton socks.
Since it was so hot, M used the search for airconditioning as an excuse to show me her favourite shops, Bluewater. Bluewater is the Galleria on steroids. Built by Australians in a quarry outside Woolwich, it felt like home as soon as I stepped into it. The English just don't have shopping centres like we do ...
Airconditioning is a great idea, and teamed with shopping, well, what girl is going to say no?
The itsy bitsy problem was that the trip to Bluewater entailed a one and a half hour bus trip in buses WITH WINDOWS THAT DIDN'T OPEN! It was inhuman torture. Who was the doofus who thought air circulation was so last century? Let me at them ...
It was a driving sauna in those buses. But driving around the endless suburbs of London you get a real feel for just how huge the place is. The buses were taking us out to the coast and on the way we passed some pretty interesting stuff.
First of all there was the small area called Crook Log. Everything was named after it, Crook Log Medical Centre, Crook Log B&B ...
Then we passed this HUGE bridge that was very deceptive. It had only two pylons and looked like a footbridge that goes across a Perth freeway. Yet watching the traffic driving across it you see huge tankers looking like Tonka trucks.
The best site on the trip was the pub called ... the Frog and Radiator, complete with a sign consisting of a ... you guessed it ... a frog perched ontop of a radiator. God bless their cotton socks.
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