After a 6 am flight from St. Louis to Chicago followed by a 7 1/2 hour flight to London followed by a 50 minute ride in the "tube," we finally arrived at our hotel. We checked in just after midnight, tired and hungry. Our hotel is The California" and the only place we could find to eat was McDonald's. Basically, we left America and found it here. The only difference is that everyone working at McDonald's had a different accent. It is very diverse, at least here in King's Cross.
Our First British Meal
We sneaked onto a closed restaurant patio to eat our dinner, just outside the St. Pancras station, which was a very beautiful building.