Where in the world is Tupper? (Part 3)

In our last post, we left Mini-Tupper on the plane, headed to London, England…

*STRETCH* Oh boy! The parents and Mini-Tupper finally touched down at Heathrow Airport. There’s just not enough room on the plane, Mini-Tupper confided to me. Especially because Daddy Del kept taking HIS arm rest!

And, of course, their luggage wasn’t on the carousel. “Too tired,” grumbled MT (Mini-Tup), “let’s just head to the hotel.” So they boarded a shuttle to Le Méridien Piccadilly, right in the heart of London’s West End.

“Wot??? Our hotel is in the middle of Piccadilly CIRCUS??” said MT. “How are we going to sleep with the elephants and lions and loud music?” Silly Mini-Tup! Piccadilly Circus is like Times Square in NYC. It’s THE place to be with lots of interesting things to see and places to visit. “Wanna check it out?” asked the parents.

Ahhh! This is the life! Is there room in the suitcase to take this home?

“Later,” he said around a yawn. “I need a relaxing bath and a nap…is there a spa in this place?”

They had to call the concierge…there were only two robes in the room initially. It was worth the wait, though, according to MT, because it was “like being surrounded by a fluffy cloud.”

Hey, I just met you…and this is crazy. But here’s my number…call me, maybe?

After his nap, MT wanted to check a few things out in Piccadilly Circus. As soon as he saw the phone booths, he realized he wanted to check in with Momma T and let her know all was well.

To Be Continued…