It was hard for Brooke to get her bearings in the pre-dawn wet and chilly London air only made slightly more cheerful by the display of Christmas decorations amidst the fog along the streets. Especially after piling into a taxi sandwiched between Aunt Rayah and Nathan with a driver on the right side of the car and a car driving on the left side of the road. She held her breath more than once as the driver took a left leaning roundabout on streets that seemed too small for one car, let alone two.
At the same time, Uncle George chattered on about the weather and British politics and wishing his daughter had decided to come as well, although she had some boyfriend in the States and decided to stay there for the holidays.