Ellen arrived on Sunday and was ready to hit the streets of London with us. We buzzed around Kensington and then Patrick took off to work in Ireland. Had dinner with the Bartoszeks and cruised around Paddington Station.
Monday we went to the British Museum and shopped at Marks and Spencer and H and M. The London stores have different stuff, even the Gap. The weather changes by the hour, sometimes even by the minute. We are always prepared, dressed in layers but always with an umbrella handy. The Big Bus is great for getting around town. On the bus we met the back-up singers and dancers on the Justin Timberlake tour-they offered us tickets (maybe) for Tuesday night. We were hoping...
Tuesday we took the full day London tour:Westminster Abbey was breathtaking and the tomb of the unknown soldier made us all weep-very moving-no pix allowed in the Abbey-lots of tombs and lots of people remembered there-it is 1,ooo years old and it was truly amazing. Next stop was Buckingham Palace and the Changing of the Guard-very cool-we raced to get there on time and then the Prime Minister came-all very exciting-kids loved it and so did we. then on to a proper British lunch at a very old pub called the Silver Cross-our first time eating English food and it was great-no complaints from the crew: chicken breast (covered in sauce) Beef pie (covered in sauce). Then onto the Thames river ride and finally to the Tower of London-we could all imagine what a bleak time that must have been. After 8 hours we were wiped out!
We rushed home to see if our tickets had arrived-no such luck, so naturally we went shopping. The kids were pretty bummed out, but that's life. Patrick got back from a successful trip in Ireland and joined the tour again.
Wednesday the ladies had tea at the Ritz-absolutely lovely-no words. The guys went on the London Eye with the best view of London, except it was fogged in. We all met up later. Ellen, nic and I went to Harrods. Ellen HAD to have the green Harrod's bag. Dinner out again with the B's and it's off to Paris for us in the morning.
A bientot.
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Another breathless read! It's exhausting just 'hearing' about your travels. And what do you mean 'no words' to describe tea at the Ritz. Well, think of some quick because when you get home we'll be hounding you for details!!! :-)
I know what you mean about the Ritz. Sheila
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