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Yesterday was an early rise in London. The Uber was due at 6:15 but we had packed the night before, so could take it easy when the alarm sounded at 5:15.The trip across to St Pancras International station was pretty much traffic-free - we beat the morning peak, which our Uber driver said is generally pretty solid between seven and nine. The Brits still love sticking to their nine to five, it seems. He also pointed out all the surveillance camera along the way. Cameras to book people if they speed or if they're driving in an unregistered vehicle. Lots of plain clothes police, he tells us, and every inch of London being watched, explaining the courteous driving and low number of prangs. St Pancras station is chokkas with people going elsewhere. The train before ours was going to Paris, ours was going to Amsterdam, but you already knew that. It was a comfortable trip. We'd booked the premium seats for a bit of extra space. It felt a little surreal watching the flags they were flying change from the Union Jack to the French and Belgian flags along the way to the Netherlands flag as we edged closer to our destination. In the space of three hours, we traveled about 360 kilometres. If you were travelling from Sydney, that would get you, roughly to Wagga Wagga. From Adelaide, Wilpena Pound or Mildura. In either case, we wouldn't have even nearly left the state.
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