In Jolly Olde England (7-12)

I've made it to the land of Jane Austen, Tea and Crumpets, and large, confusing airports. My trek to the next terminal has been an adventure within itself (it involved escalators, elevators, and a train ride). Even though I have 10 hours to waste I'm tired and don't want to have to lug my suitcase around, so I'm parked in a cafe drinking tea. I'll have to come back and explore some other time. Also, it's only 64F here!