Passport To Pimlico

Which is indeed where we are.

The trip to FFM Airport was not for the unadventurous.  The taxi driver was obviously a man in a hurry.  I spent most of the journey looking out the side windows and that was hair raising enough.

The airport was quite quiet for Frankfurt - no surprise given that tomorrow is a German holiday. The flight was uneventful apart from a wobbly landing and a group of schoolkids clapping when we landed (the clapping happens on pretty much all charter flights).

London is London.  Huge, brash, and full of people.  We've got a nice flat with a partial view of the Thames & Battersea Power Station. 

The plan is exploring a bit further afield tomorrow.  And fish & chips for tea tonight.