Jenny, I made sure to sit down on his pew in honor of you! The church is small and ever so sweet. While we were there a lady was playing the organ and another one was placing flowers in the windows.

Recovering from the flight over but still going!

One of Pat’s favorite view’s—Big Ben.

Albert, I couldn’t resisting taking your advice and riding the London Eye! Rebecca, a young boy a little older than Johanna was on my “airplane.” I heard him calling his mother. He said: “Mummy, this glass is broken!”

There’s not too much that can be said except being in London is like being in a fairytale.