My dad has always joked that I could talk underwater with a mouthful of marbles. And it turns out he was right!
We made the trip from Paris to London on the Eurostar, and when the train drove into the 50km-long underwater tunnel I was still chatting away while also munching on a handful of Wonka gobstoppers, which just happen to be about the same size as marbles…
And then, before I knew it, we were in London, wandering along the Thames, getting a bird's eye view of the city from the top of The Eye and visiting the Tower Bridge, which was just up the road from our hotel. I even bumped into Donald Duck...
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