We just left London, heading to Dover.
There’s a soccer game in London - you should have seen the human wreckage that got off the train as we were getting on. This is tailgating on a level we do not know.
Our flight to London was badly delayed so we didn’t get there until about three on Thursday. We figured out the tube, dropped the luggage at the hotel and then went straight back to whatever area all the tourist stuff was located.
Bought fast line tix for the London Eye, saw what we could see for a few hours and then went back to the hotel - Park Grand London Kensington, or something like that.
Went to a pub that looked British and tasted American. Their take on Nachos was interesting.
Yesterday, we busted out early, went to Buckingham Palace. Did the Royal Day Out. Saw the State Rooms, Mews, Garden and Gallery. The Gallery is hosting Da Vinci’s sketches right now - amazing.
Went to Churchill’s war rooms after that.
Kind of getting late at that point, so we bought online tix to the Tower of London. Boat raced the Tower, basically closed the place by being the last on line to see the Crown Jewels. Left the Tower - saw that there are boat tours right there. Took one.
Got back to the hotel at about 9. Asked the front desk if there was an actual British pub we could head to. There was - King’s Head Pub. Awesome. I don’t know how they manage to fry a fish that much better than we do, but they do. Their chips were cooked three times...boiled, baked and then fried. Seemed like overkill, but tasty. The peas were green. Beyond that, I don’t know.
Got back to the hotel at about 11.
Now we’re on the train to Dover. I’m sitting in the midst of what appears to be some sort of reunion. The organizer is nervous and jumpy and too near me which is making me nervous and jumpy.
We go back to London in a week. Not sure what we’ll do.