We
picked up Linda and dumped her luggage at the hostel, where we found out that
she had been placed in a different room. We had to ask three times whether
Tessa and I were being moved around too. After having come to the hesitant
conclusion that we were to stay in the same room as the night before, we went
out again. Adjacent to Thurland Street was Pelham Street, which housed a lovely
little café by the name of Homemade.
The food was good and the service was fast. But watch out for the portions... We
skipped dinner that night!
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