Franklin's Burger King Passage

So, from buckingham and westminster abbey to end up in burger king singing versus from our once possible national anthem, 'northwest passage' things continue to be glorious. London is an incredible city with so much to see and do, and many soles to wear out. Two days doesn't seem like much, but we've managed to make it stretch so far and it seems like forever that we touched down amid thunderstorms and screaming little liam's (a name now commonplace...who knew?) The nights are long here and the floor has been bed twice now, but we'll be bunking down in the Tower of London tonight..or close to it, 6 to a room of course, as close quarters are everyone's new favourite thing...much like pink being the new black...no personal space is the new privacy...hurrah, yeah? As my hamilton whimsy and colloquilism are giving ways to proper, right, mate, yeh, and cheers, I wish you were here to enjoy my changing accent. much love..liam, et. all!