Ok SO here are photos from the first leg of journey.
all journeys should begin and end at Kings Cross
DO YOU LIKE MY GLASSES???!?!
The brother arrives and we are at Picadilly Circus
my men at the most manly place in London: the Imperial War Museum
I can't even begin to tell you how incredible this museum is and how much I LOVE spitfires.
they even had periscopes that actually worked! along with an incredible submarine experience. My favorite bit? The WWI Trenches. I made Mitch and Fran go through them at the end when they told me they had somehow missed it. Confession? I completely lost my breakfast after going through the Holocaust exhibit. I couldn't take photos, but they had shoes and shoes and shoes from the camps and oh...
Ok so this fascinated me. They had carrier pigeons that in WWII they would drop to civilian areas, have them write responses, and set them free, where they would fly back to the origin. How sweet is that?
After the museum, we hurried to watch Wolverhamtpon get stomped by Fulham in the best stadium, Craven Cottage. We saw 5 goals and the American, Clint Dempsey scored TWICE.
We were purty happy despite the incessant onpour of rain.
How do you recover from 4 hours in the rain? A hot meal of course!
(And perhaps a cheeky pint?)
Yes, the world is truly a better place because there is coffee. AND because sister arrived!
Abby got me the DVD The 39 Steps years ago; it's a play written by a Scotsman that was on at the festival last year, and is now on tour at Picadilly Circus. I will need to see it someday.
Ok you can't see it, but I'm point to the word "BYRON" because it reminds me of one of my favorite people ever: because we used to skip class and read Oscar Wilde, discuss hedgepigs on coats of armour, cook Southern good, and because she is a distant relation to Byron, whom we both find endearing.
On the steps of Trafalgar Square and we had a moment: is this where the lady fed the pigeons from Mary Poppins?? Do you know?
One of the Trafalgar Lions. Who can resist, really?
After growing up on Sherlock Holmes and Agatha Christies, the revelation that Scotland Yard exists was almost as good as the Americans on the tube who asked if they could get to Narnia through London.
To me this is London
Parliament. I once protested here, right before some guys dropped a smoke bomb. I left before they hit Charles and Camilla's car.
V for VICTORY. V for Vendetta. And V for Churchill. He makes WWII seem so real and makes me so proud to be American.
So much has happened here. Isn't Britain a truly great nation? To look at one building and have about 20 different people pop into your head must stand for something. But perhaps I am biased because half of them are poets and dead queens.
Aaaand we are off! Baggage packed: check. Taken over half the tube: check. My baggage overweight: check. You'll be delighted to hear that not only could I not lift it up the stairs, I couldn't lift it down the stairs. At one point I just rolled it down the stairs like a sled at which even those pious businessmen could not keep their stiff faces.
all journeys should begin and end at Kings Cross
DO YOU LIKE MY GLASSES???!?!
The brother arrives and we are at Picadilly Circus
my men at the most manly place in London: the Imperial War Museum
I can't even begin to tell you how incredible this museum is and how much I LOVE spitfires.
they even had periscopes that actually worked! along with an incredible submarine experience. My favorite bit? The WWI Trenches. I made Mitch and Fran go through them at the end when they told me they had somehow missed it. Confession? I completely lost my breakfast after going through the Holocaust exhibit. I couldn't take photos, but they had shoes and shoes and shoes from the camps and oh...
Ok so this fascinated me. They had carrier pigeons that in WWII they would drop to civilian areas, have them write responses, and set them free, where they would fly back to the origin. How sweet is that?
After the museum, we hurried to watch Wolverhamtpon get stomped by Fulham in the best stadium, Craven Cottage. We saw 5 goals and the American, Clint Dempsey scored TWICE.
We were purty happy despite the incessant onpour of rain.
How do you recover from 4 hours in the rain? A hot meal of course!(And perhaps a cheeky pint?)
Yes, the world is truly a better place because there is coffee. AND because sister arrived!
Abby got me the DVD The 39 Steps years ago; it's a play written by a Scotsman that was on at the festival last year, and is now on tour at Picadilly Circus. I will need to see it someday.
Ok you can't see it, but I'm point to the word "BYRON" because it reminds me of one of my favorite people ever: because we used to skip class and read Oscar Wilde, discuss hedgepigs on coats of armour, cook Southern good, and because she is a distant relation to Byron, whom we both find endearing.
On the steps of Trafalgar Square and we had a moment: is this where the lady fed the pigeons from Mary Poppins?? Do you know?
One of the Trafalgar Lions. Who can resist, really?
After growing up on Sherlock Holmes and Agatha Christies, the revelation that Scotland Yard exists was almost as good as the Americans on the tube who asked if they could get to Narnia through London.
To me this is London
Parliament. I once protested here, right before some guys dropped a smoke bomb. I left before they hit Charles and Camilla's car.
V for VICTORY. V for Vendetta. And V for Churchill. He makes WWII seem so real and makes me so proud to be American.
So much has happened here. Isn't Britain a truly great nation? To look at one building and have about 20 different people pop into your head must stand for something. But perhaps I am biased because half of them are poets and dead queens.
Aaaand we are off! Baggage packed: check. Taken over half the tube: check. My baggage overweight: check. You'll be delighted to hear that not only could I not lift it up the stairs, I couldn't lift it down the stairs. At one point I just rolled it down the stairs like a sled at which even those pious businessmen could not keep their stiff faces.
1 comment:
YES to the glasses! They look wonderful on you. The visit to London looks like it was really lovely!
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