The day after we saw Spider-man 3, we woke up at 8:00 am (which I must say is better than 4:00 am) and took a taxi to the Paris Train Station where we caught a train all the way under the ocean in a tunnel to London, England.
At the same time my cousin, Lawrence, was in a cab on the way to Singapore, where he stopped over before taking a plane back to Melbourne.
When we got to London Waterloo Station, we took a cab (one of those London cabs) to our hotel, "The Capital", and we were greeted by my Mum's cousin, Margaret Pickworth and her partner, Greg Rogers.
Margie and Greg took us on a tour around parts of London and we had dinner at their apartment.
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