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Day 4 – Going home!

Woke up pretty early on the last day despite still being quite zonked from the day before. Was determined to at least check out Hyde Park, so Lynnette and I headed there with 45 minutes to spare before I had to get to the airport (Grace has already beaten us to it and set off alone to explore the park)

in front of the marble arch..

gorgeous weather, air so cool, crisp and clean..

I especially like this pix that Lynnette took, showing a fork in the road..

cross road..

What you cant see is that both the diverged paths actually lead to the same road, just at different points of the stretch. Perhaps thats how it is – that when we make a choice, when we choose a path at the cross-roads of our lives, it actually doesnt matter which path we take coz they all lead to the same place…

And that concludes my London trip. It was only 4 days but it was still good to go home to choices, things and people. 

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Postscript – Ok, for those who bothered to read so far, will share the silly things that happened to me in London (actually, they could  have happened to anybody ok?)

Our hotel room bathroom had a interesting towel rack which resembled a ladder. What I didnt notice at first was a small sign on the left of the rack – it says – “Beware of the heated towel rail”. Turned out that to keep you all nice and cosy after a shower, the heated towel rail will ensure that your towel is all warm and toasted…

..guess who keeps forgetting and scalded herself each time she grabs her towel??..no prizes though..

And throughout the trip, I dont know why I kept pulling/straining my legs..first was while taking the London tube – I was rushing for the train and the door closed on me. Half of my body was in the train and coz I was trying to get a good grip/stand so I sorta turned my leg..

Then the next day, it was even sillier. On the event day itself, there was alot of people around, and we were handing out our brochures/collaterals. Well, turned out that our brochures were printed on darn slippery surface (either that it was my shoes) and some were scattered on the floor. While trying to check out the sports try-out area and making sure that mayhem has not set in, I slipped on a half-folded piece of brochures. I did a semi-spilt and boy did that hurt! I literally hobbled to the rest area and couldnt move for a while. Darn pathetic lor.

Oh well. It’s funny thinking about it now, and actually when it happened, I knew it would amused pple terribly. Haha! Well, yes, that’s me : )