We gathered this morning at ten (which somehow felt like eight) and headed to Victoria Station. Emily, knowing she was going to be performing in a play later in the afternoon, came prepared and wearing curlers.
Victoria Station is bustling and packed. Any minute Jason Bourne might dart through. It was a little overwhelming for poor Topher.
But Dan seemed to settle in just fine on the train. Here he is, enjoying the 11:02 into Grand Central for another day at Sterling Cooper Draper Pryce.
I had a pleasant journey, even despite this horrible gypsy who talked and gobbled the entire time. Sidenote: I have some really great skullcandy headphones!
(do you think I will get a curse for posting this? Don't care. She was so irritating.)
Oh, here's Voldemort! Watching over us all.
After the cathedral Loraine and I found several back alleys and took pictures in which we were pretending to be sneaking around back alleys, but which just look really dumb. Oh well! We thought it was funny.