We arrived around 6:30 this morning at Heathrow. We did what we usually do--drop our bags at the hotel since it's too early to check in and go exploring. Today's destination was Hampstead Heath, by way of church--it's Sunday. Some observations, short because I'm beat--I haven't slept for too many hours to count--of course, I don't seem to be able to count above 10 today.
1. We went to Mass at the church we went to when we were in London 3 years ago. I think it's been sent back to the 50s. People knelt at a communion rail. Mr. M., a convert, had never seen that before.
2. For some reason, we look like we know what we're doing. Maybe it's the grey hair or maybe it's the hiking boots, but we had two sets of people ask us for directions on the Heath, one set of which were native Londoners.
3. It appears that wherever you walk on Hampstead Heath, it's uphill.
4. We are just as good at getting lost as we were in the Lake District last year.
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