Wednesday September 20th East Garston to Bangkok

After breakfast (our last Full English for a while I hope!) we drove through a lot of smaller roads and villages as we headed to London. On the way we passed another of those White Horses and an ancient fort on White Horse Hill between Swindon and Wantage.

We had lunch in the tiny town of Great Milton in one of the quaintest pubs we'd been in on the whole trip. A tour bus arrived just as we did which sent them into a spin. In the end, all they could do us for lunch was a sandwich with fries. What a sandwich that turned out to be-fresh bread, hot bacon and brie cheese. A bit of an artery clogger but yummy!

We got onto the motorway which would basically take us straight back into south Wimbledon past Mick's old place to the car rental place, then we jumped on the tube and went to Heathrow.

Our plane left Heathrow at 10pm and we landed in Bangkok at 3pm on Thursday. It was hot and humid and I suspected I was going to hate it. We had dinner in the food hall next door to the hotel. It cost less than a beer in England for a duck soup, a roast duck and rice and two beers. I liked that at least.