London and Newark, Sunday, November 10, 2024
After a bit of a scramble (a misplaced Gerbil) and a mixup (Mike didn’t know that the ThamesLink doesn’t run on Sunday, we made our way to the Elizabeth Line and thence to Heathrow. It wasn’t too busy, and we sailed through security, grabbed breakfast at Pret, and were boarding before we knew it. A nice lady swapped seats with Dan, and we were able to take up two middle rows.
Several movies later, we were on the ground in Newark and saying our tearful goodbyes–Parting is Such Sweet Sorrow–after a memorable trip. One’s own joy pales in comparison to that one derives from seeing the joy of the first time visitor. And their parents aren’t bad either.
We were home before 5 PM, not exhausted, still feeling some of the high of the trip.