We got into London on Monday night. Our hotel was well located, though we had some issues there that I won't go onto here (in the hopes of keeping the exhaustingly boring to a minimum. Despite the fact we were both (by this point) battling raging head colds, we managed to pack a fair amount in while gathering enough rest to stay conscious during the sightseeing. Tuesday was St. Paul's cathedral and a pub visit, Wednesday was the GBBF, Thursday was the National Gallery (great exhibit on detecting fakes and other hidden gems inside old artworks) and a pub visit, Friday was a return visit to the British Museum (which you really need at least a week to visit properly - two if you move slowly through museums on general). The GBBF was the seed for this trip, and was quite fun. If you like real ales, it's worth going to. The second day is a good day to go, as the beers are still fresh, but it's not the madhouse that opening night can be. We had the good fortune of hooking up with friends from the US (Chicago) and the UK (Wantage) there which made the visit all the better. Made some friends, too, natch. Ah, and our pub visit on Tuesday was also quite entertaining, chatting with Owen the beer writer who'd just come from the press event at the GBBF and later Ken the photographer and his brother, who were charming and entertaining. Today we're on the train to Edinburgh, though we're immediately getting a car and driving to Glasgow as our base of operations to see some Scottish countryside while avoiding the madness of the Fringe Festival. On Monday night we'll catch a night train back to London for one last day before flying home on Wednesday. In the intervening days, I expect cool weather, charming countryside, ales, and whiskeys.