Buckingham Palace Gates.
So last night was the worst night ever.. Kate says every time I coughed it felt like a big one on the Richter scale and she wanted to throw her dirty socks at me. Well, according to Helen, my feet smell worse so I don't think it would've been that bad. Breakfast was the same as last hostel, we met three girls from LSU, management, nursing, and accounting majors that just graduated and some guy and sister from Arizona. We took the tube to Buckingham Palace to see the changing of the guards. We got there 30 minutes early, but it was still crowded. Well, the first group of guards to come out wasn't the one with the big beaverskin? (come to find out later it's actually Bearskin hats) hats, so we almost left, but decided to stay because we heard music far off and we were on the front row.
kate equates it to mardi gras and waiting for the parade to start except that no one is drunk and the crowd is less rowdy. so we ended up getting a front row view of the beaverskins as they marched into the palace ( i was about to type castle, but she's a queen). so they did their changing of the guard thing and we couldn't get up front. things got interesting when they started playing music together, the first song or so was "Lord of the Dance" and then... and THEN they played "Her name was Lola, she was a showgirl..." WTF? So about that time, we got bored. We checked the tube map, made it to Russel square to check the Contiki lodge for tour discounts and booked our hotel room for the night we return to London
Lunch in Russel Square.
We booked tickets to "Fly the eye" at 7 p.m. We then walked to a grocery store that had one hell of a line that wrapped around the store almost twice. I had cheese and croissants with a banana and kate had a wrap with pineapple. the birds were threatening to overtake us but kate prevailed by waving her scarf at them. Then took the tube to Trafalgar square and the National Portrait Gallery and the National Gallery. The only interesting thing in the Portrait Gallery was exhibit downstairs called "FAME" that dealt with blind and partially blind people's perception of celebrity and art. In the National Gallery, we saw Van Gogh, Monet, Manet, Renoir, Degas, da Vinci, Seurat, Boticelli, Micheangelo, Raphael, Cezanne, and many more.
Masks at the Portrait Gallery Gift shop... look at the lazy eyes!
It was neat to see all the painting in person that Kate and I have both seen in books. Next we walked through the red light district of Old Compton Street. I don't even know what to say except don't go there at night. We walked through Berwick market on our way to SoHo square. (Kate's turn to type/write, we had a big day and I'm tired)- Rachel
In Soho Square we enjoyed our bananas that we bought in Berwick Market and some drunk asked Rach "Scuse me, wanna go on a date with me?" Todd, she replied "I'm not interested." We decided to hit a pub that was in the top 10 in our guide book so we went to the Dog and Duck in Soho. We were outnumbered by the guys 35 to 2, but none were worth our time or a second glance.
The Bong shop that we unknowingly entered on Berwick street.
The pub was neat and done in Victorian architecture and tileing. The bar is also said to be a pub that George Orwell was fond of. We then strolled across the Thame on the Hungerford Foot Bridge on our way to a second pub but got sidetracked by a free exhibition, the Feliks Topolski Museum that croniclized the historic world event through his life. It was rather neat and abstract. We made it to the Firestation Pub. The bar was an old fire station that was converted into a pub so that was rather neat. Finally it was time for our flight on the London Eye. We saw London from 450 feet! The flight took a half hour and it gave a great panaramic view of London. WOW! After that we went and had pizza for dinner at Gourmet Pizza Company at Gabriel's Pier and like true fat kids we both finished our pizzas before having cappucinnos in hopes of warming up.
Some statue in Soho Square
It didn't work. We walked past Shakespere's Globe. It's a recreation but we didn't get to go in, because as I pointed out, "the globe's in London; it can't be the real thing." We kept going along the river to The Anchor Bankside. It was an old pub that is supposed to be rather historic. We went back on the tube and I'm starting to feel like a hamster or a lab rat in the tunnels of the tube, there are so many little tunnels! We got off in Leicester Sqare in hopes of finding a pub but unfortunatly we only found clubs with crazy music that we were not interested in. Some guy tried to get us to go to his pub and I said "No Engles, sorry." I guess I gave it away that it was a lie when i said sorry in English. We gave up and now we're calling it a night. -Kate
London Sights & Attractions review
Flying the "London Eye" is something I had wanted to do since it's creation. I was not disappointed. The prices was a little expensive, but looking … read entire review