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Flying after 8/10 (part II)

Yesterday we took the flight to Germany from London Heathrow to Frankfurt International. London Heathrow was busy as usual and it took us about 45 minutes to get through the security check. That’s not too bad and I can remember that it took longer on a Friday a few years ago. The restrictions for hand baggage had also been eased and we were each allowed one bag. My backpack (which has traveled with me to the USA, Egypt, Spain and many other place in the past) is unfortunately too big and I left it home. Instead I carried the present, a Chocolade Nemesis cake, in a bag to make sure it arrived in Germany in a presentable (and eatable) state. My wife also left her backpack home because it exceeds the allowed size by a few centimeters. In retrospect she could have brought it because there were definitely people who were allowed larger bags as hand baggage. The shoulder bag she used instead was large enough to put our notebook into it but was of course much less comfortable to carry.

There was also a bright side to all the trouble: there was much more space in the overhead compartments on the plane that what we are used to. And the cake survived the trip, too.

A(nother) trip to London

One of the many things which my wife and I like about living in Cambridge is to be able to visit London without much effort. I probably wouldn’t want to live in London because of the traffic chaos, the air pollution and the crowding. But I really enjoy an occasional visit for some shopping or sight-seeing.

Yesterday was one of these days when we take a train to the big city. We first visited one of our favourite spots, the Borough Market. As usual we bought some nice lunch and stocked up our supplies of Earl Grey tea and marmalade.

Well fed we continued our trip at the British Museum. It’s a real great place to visit … several times. There’s simply much more too much to see for a single day. And although I really enjoy it I get an information overload after browsing through the exhibition for hours. So my wife and I keep coming back there visiting another section of the museum everytime. Yesterday we browsed through the Assyrian section.

And on the way home after walking over the market and through streets, the museum and tube stations for several hours even the seats in the train felt comfortable.