On Sunday, April 8th, 2012, my family and I met with a friend that my dad works with, who I will refer to as Mark. We started the morning early with a breakfast of a latte and a sausage buttie from Starbucks. We then bought Oyster cards at the Covent Garden Underground station, and took off for Wimbledon, where we had planned to meet Mark. Buying the cards was quite inconvenient as the machines wouldn’t accept credit cards more than once. Thus, we had to use four different credit cards (which, thankfully, we had). The route was fairly simple: we took the Piccadilly Line towards Heathrow Airport and got off at Earl’s Court. From there, we took the District Line to Wimbledon. The future Winshuttle offices are located directly in front of the Underground station there, so that was our first stop with Mark. Our second stop, in his car, was his house in Kingston. From there, we walked with him, his wife and his two daughters along the Thames to the Turks Pier near the Kingston Bridge. From there, we caught their first ferry to Hampton Court. The ride was beautiful, and, interestingly enough, one of the narrow-boat docks that we passed was where our tour guide on the coming Friday to Bath, the Salisbury Cathedral and Stonehenge lives.