Hit the streets of Camden in London. Checked out the markets. Took the wrong train but finally found our way to Leicester Square and enjoying our lunch at Chiquito. Soon heading to watch Matilda at Cambridge theatre.

Up and ready for breakfast at 8, and according to the Internet it’s -2. The rooms are kind of dodgy, but it was SO nice to have a shower and sleep in a real bed, so I don’t think anyone really cares too much. The kids have just taken off for rehearsal. And we going to head and and get some essentials. It's beautiful here. Weird thing is we haven't heard many pinky accents yet. Restaurant last night was Italian. People in hotel are all multicultural.