Because my flight home from Sardinia went through London Heathrow and I had an overnight layover, I opted to stay in Windsor, about 30 minutes from the airport, rather than London, which I’d visited plenty of times. My British friend, Martin, had recommended it. I arrived around 6, and was delighted at how quaint High Street was (in the UK, High Street is usually what we’d call Main Street; the primary street in a town where the shops are). It was Thanksgiving, but just like we do in the US, the town was already decorated for Christmas.