On Thursday 12 June we went back to Heathrow to meet a friend. That was very exciting. Since I was 11 I had had a penfriend who lived in Hayden, Colorado, USA and now I was to meet her for the first, and so far only, time! The first day we just sat around and talked all day, but the following day we headed in to Piccadilly Circus, and then on to the Tower of London. Such an incredible place, and one we had grown up hearing stories about. Seeing the Crown Jewels is the only time in my life that I have been able to understand the attraction of diamonds. The Star of Africa and the Kohi-noor diamonds as just something out of this world. That night Corynne, Bryan, Christine, Mac and I went to a kebab restaurant with delicious Greek and Turkish food, which started me on a life-long love of such food. Then, of course, on to a couple of London pubs.
On Saturday 14th, after some shopping in Kingsland High Street, Mac, Christine and I went first to Victoria Station and then to Kings Cross Station (Living in London is like a game of Monopoly some days!) where we put Christine on a train to new castle and Edinburgh. That night we sat up working out a rough itinerary for our European trip.
So much to do: we did the rounds of the National Tourist Offices, and the Motor Caravanners' Club, collecting maps and lists of camping sites. We had to organise MOT, insurance, supplies (from Sainsbury's - it always seemed fun shopping at a supermarket chain with my family name,) clean the VW and connect the radio cassette player up to run off the car battery.
Christine Frentress and Cally at Canterbury Camping Ground 19/6/1975
Christine arrived back at lunchtime on Friday 20 June and we set off toward Dover. We spent the night at Canterbury, and hoped we would get back to have a look at what appeared to be a fascinating town.
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