The Picadilly Line and other funny things in London

The Picadilly Line and other funny things in London

I’ve been dreading writing this post for the last week or so because through this blog its felt like I was back in the cities I visited. Now however is the last stop on the trip, London. Lets start with how we got to London however which in itself is an interesting journey. We drove from Paris to Calais a small french town that is essentially a giant dock for ferries to cross to England. Apparently no one told this to the security guards of Calais who treated every single old lady and small child on the trip with me as a potential terrorist. I remember being asked a ton of questions about why I was going to England and what I had done over the last 21 years of my life. I thought they wouldn’t let me get on the ferry because of that piece of candy I stole when I was 6. The funniest question I got however was how I was able to pay for my trip. I told the guard that I worked at Target back in the states. I might as well have said that I was part of Al-Qaida because of the suspicious look I got to that answer. I guess they don’t have Targets in Calais which may make it my dream retirement spot. After the thorough strip search and intense line of questioning I was able to board the ferry for England. This was the biggest ship I’ve ever been on considering it fit our tour bus plus 5 others on the lower deck and had three different food courts. This...