Our last day arrived and though we were tired
we had mixed feelings about leaving this place
we had called home for 10 days.
It's hard to describe, but something about London
just gets into your blood.
One last ride on the tube.
Marble Arch, the home stop.
One last walk by the arch itself.
A fond farewell and flowers to our lovely landlady Gail,
and our comfy bed and breakfast.
I'd return in a heartbeat.