When I lived in London in the late 90s I lived in a few spots. After a long spell in and out of the same hotel, I rented an apartment sight unseen and Greg Nixon arrived with me the night I moved in with my 2 bags that we picked up at the hotel that I had been calling home.
Greg was in for the Thanksgiving break and upon his arrival in London, I met him at the airport and told him I had picked up tickets and we were on our way to Madrid for a few days. Not part of the original plan but made it a much more interesting trip.
Back in London a few days later I headed off to the office and left Greg to take on the City. We agreed to meet for an event in the evening. I arrived at the new apartment in the Marble Arch Area and waiting for Greg. Hours passed and no Greg. He walked and walked around block after block searching out the apartment. Eventually he found the building in front of the park - plenty late but safe and sound!
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