I'm writing this two years after the actual trip.  We've since visited Scotland and Greece and I wrote Web sites for those trips, so I've decided to write one about our trip to England.  Though two years have passed, I don't think I've forgotten too many details.  Whatever I can't remember will pale in comparison to the stuff I make up to replace it.  I hope you enjoy it.
 

It was Adam's first trip out of the time zone.

We took the Gatwick Express to Victoria Station and then hopped on the Underground for a few stops and got off at Euston Station. Once above ground again, it was only a two block walk to our hotel but we quickly determined that our suitcases were too big.

After a quick nap to help with the jet lag, we did a little sightseeing near the hotel. Our first stop was the Sherlock Holmes Museum at 221B Baker Street. The place is done up just as described in the books, and apparently a lot of visitors are fooled into thinking that Mr. Holmes and Dr. Watson were real people.  Here, Danusia and I do pale imitations of the sleuths in question.

After some strolling around and dinner at a pub on Canaby, the jet lag caught up with us again.  We went back to the hotel and crashed so we'd be prepared for a full day of rampant tourism tomorrow.