Once in London, Devonne and I traveled to her dorm without too much trouble. She definitely has a knack for direction and figuring out how to get places, which I was super grateful for during the trip. We had a shower which was super refreshing and after a few phone calls we headed for supper. The evening with Devonne went by fast, just like my whole trip, so before I knew it we were heading to see my aunt.
My aunt picked us up from the station and we went back to her place where we chatted, watched some of Margaret Thatcher's funeral and visited with my cousins. We also had tea. English tea is delicious. I can never make it taste right. The last time I had tea that tasted that good was when my grandma made it. I had fish and chips for lunch. It doesn't taste the same in Canada either. So, sitting in my Aunt's family room drinking tea and eating fish and chips brought back the memories from when I was there 8 years ago. I felt so comfortable and relaxed. I felt like I was home.
After Devonne left, we decided to go to a pub where I had a couple of drinks and then we headed back to my Aunt's place where we had supper. It was really nice telling stories and having lots of good laughs. The saying "Home is where the heart is" sounds sort of cheesy, but I felt like I was at home because I was with family. I wouldn't have wanted to end the trip any other way, except maybr staying longer with my Aunt.
All good things come to an end, and this ended too fast. The next day my cousin, David, took me to the airport and I boarded the plane back to Canada.
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