Day 67 5/09/2011 Went to London

We planned to get up early and go to London today so we set our alarm clock but of course we didn't need it, Michael is the most reliable alarm clock in the house. He woke us up at 7.00 and I took him for play time in the living room. He was at his fantastic best, laughing, smiling, dancing to music and bouncing away on his strong legs. He kept me entertained for a good hour and I was exhausted afterwards.
We made it to the bus on time and went off towards London. We planned our journeys this time with a break at Milton Keynes. We were thinking that if Michael is getting restless by the time we get there we'll get off the bus and catch the later bus from there to London that we had booked, but if he is still O.K. we'll just stay on the bus straight to London. As it turned out Michael was a bit bored by the time we got to Milton Keynes so we got off and spent a couple of hours until our next bus came. Nothing very exciting, I still can't understand the magnetic attraction that Milton Keynes seems to hold for my passengers to London, but a nice relaxed time. Rocio fed Michael in the bus station waiting room. It was quite an experience for her. Mothers have a perfect, even a legal, right to feed their babies wherever they want but Rocio does usually try to find soemhwere a bit discrete. Milton Keynes has the most dismal baby changing room we have so far seen. It's like a broom cupboard with a little sink and a bare stainless steel shelf to put baby on. No kind of chair in there at all but you wouldn't want to sit and feed in that cupboard anyway. Outside it was sunny but a bit too windy for sitting and feeding anyway there are no seats outside just leaning posts. So Rocio sat in the middle of the waiting room and fed Michael. She says she is getting used to getting her breasts out in public. No-one seemed to care and we don't care if they care anyway.
The hotel was fine, much nicer than last time. It had a balcony which was a life saver. Several times Michael was betting upset or bored, especially when Rocio was showering or such like and as soon as I took him onto the balcony to have a look at the traffic he calmed down and was fine. Rocio and Michael snuggled in bed and watched Coronation Street.