First, as much as I absolutely hate Starbucks coffee, I must say I am always thrilled to see one when I am traveling because I know they will have a bathroom I can use and wifi.
It's bizarre to be somewhere that people speak English, although it was quite funny when the lady at Starbucks asked me for my name. We settled for an alternative. Thank goodness I have that fake nickname, which is so easy to spell. Or not.
Well, a few hours in London, then onto another bus to Exeter. Cheerio!
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