Don't stop believing!

So I'm getting ready (still listening to my classical music & working on me new British accent in the mirror) when sirens start going off like crazy out my window. I crawl up into the window seal as the walls are at least 3 foot thick & see tons of these cute cabs they have here covered in balloons and the song "Don't stop believing" by Journey blasting in the streets as people in the cabs shot everyone on the streets w/ water guns!?! This was a police lead parade of sorts. No clue what it was about.  So we caught the noon train out of Edinburgh & are headed to London. An older couple from York sat across from us (Ron & Pat) & happily commentated our journey & told us history & pointed out castles & famous marks & told us lots of things we barely understood (mainly flower talk, they both love flowers) but none the less we thourally enjoyed their company. Dustin asked them twice if we could just come stay with them & they laughed & would say no! Ha ha! I wanted to get onto him, as I think they were unsure of his sense of humor in the matter.  I asked them about their home which they said had 3 bedrooms & a dining room & a lovely garden. Turns out that after much conversion calculation between the men, their home is only 280 sq. feet! No wonder they didn't want to take us home! ha ha. Their only trip to America was to photograph flowers in Colorado!  So we have passed through Dunbar, New Castle, Darlington, York, Doncaster, Retford, Newark, Grantham & we are now in Peterborough. Not sure how many miles that is but it's been a smooth journey & we are right at 4 hours into the journey. Judging by my map we have another hour or two till London.  On our train ride to Scotland we took a coach train & slept most of the way, but I woke up & spotted a strange animal that looked like the head of a giant white rabbit & the body of a lama maybe, short hair like a dog. I asked around about what it was called & everyone was puzzled. Someone finally said it was maybe a freshly shaven sheep & I said, nooo... Not that. Well.... It was. Ha ha! It's a special breed, but once I saw a picture of one I knew it had in fact just been a heard of large very clean freshly shaven sheep. Hee hee. It gave people quite a giggle at me & my giant white rabbit story.  This ride we splurged on a first class train which means Internet that works (woohoo!) complimentary food & drinks. I have taken a liking to a Scottish Apple Cider that I intended to name for you but they took my can away while I wasn't looking. I'll have to tell you about it later when I get another look or drink! Ha ha.  Some of the new sayings I've heard & love are  "a donkeys age" (forever) "I haven't been there in a donkeys age" People openly say things like, "I'm so excited I might pee me pants!"  Oh shoot. Just been informed we only have 20 minutes to land... Err... Pull in. I'm figuring in London, Internet will be easier to come by. Love to you all! Cheers! The Berrys