18.01.2010 - 20.01.2010
It was after much gimping and nearly a thousand rest stops and aching hands that we finally arrived back in London. We hopped on the bus to ride back into town from Stansted( about 1 hour north of London).
We arrived in the late afternoon after translating ourselves to the “Wheatsheaf” our favorite local pub. Sara plopped down by the fire, we ordered some pints, and we got on the internet to finish working on blogs and Mike's book. Rob was hard at work with his newly arrived wards in his lab so he wouldn't be home til a little later that evenening.
We arranged for a meet up with our buddy Neal the next day. We decided in honor of his stealthiness to see the new Sherlock Holmes movie at a theater on Baker Street down from the Sherlock Holmes museum.
The trip to the theater involved an unfortunately large amount of crutching around. Even my extra padding on the hand supports only gave limited support. WA WA don't you feel sorry for me. The movie was quite enjoyable and we decided to find a new plug for our laptop which had finally given out. We were nearly cut off from the internet! Yikes.
It was only after visiting a half a dozen shops that we finally found a plug for less than $90. Then we found several around the $60 mark before finally finding one for around $35. I wasn't sure if I was going to survive the trip back to Ealing Broadway Station in my advanced state of fatigue.
Luckily my wife and Neal managed to help me along ...I made it to the station, but my energy gave out in front of the “Wheatsheaff” where I nursed my injured pride and we waited for Rob to get home. We all spent a nice evening visiting before hitting the hay to prepare for our 5:00 am trip to Heathrow to return to the good old US of A.
After minor delays due to plane problems in Newark we arrived in Chicago. After about an hour and a half on public transpo we arrived at the original “Posh Pad” Chicago. It was deserted! Tim was in Australia and Jeness was on call at her hospital in Elgin. We settled in and began to make our plans for the next couple of weeks. We emailed our local friends, worked on the book at the coffee shop, did laundry, and generally rested up for phase two of our travels: Family time.
We decided to make the drive out to the booming metropolis of Freeport to visit with my sister, her husband, and my nephew, CJ at the Hay household. We met Val at the clinic to get a house key and scouted the city to prepare for our first after school pick-up at Aquin elementary, home of the mighty Bulldogs. We waited with baited breath to see if CJ would still recognize us....