We're at Heathrow again, this time to head home. And after three weeks and nine beds, we're looking forward to home. The train ride south from Glasgow to London was smooth, comfortable, and a couple of minutes early. It's nice being in a country where train schedules are more than a vain hope.
Our last night here was spent enjoying a riotous dinner with my nieces Den and Carol and their husbands Mark and Grant. It was another reminder to us that people are a major part of our travel joys and memories. (You can check the pictures Carol posted on Facebook.). Please remember, guys, that I'm not responsible for anything I might have said at dinner except the sincere hope that one of these days we'll see you in the Pacific Northwest.
Tonight our own bed. For one night. And tomorrow a needed trip to Abbotsford.
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