Endsleigh Court
Travel Blogs from London
Ending with a bang
... one is venison and some other stuff, the other was called chicken of tarragon), a sausage role, carrot and zucchini (courgette) cakes, and three small quiches. Ended up eating the pies for dinner on Wednesday night - delicious.
We walked a bloody long way today.
First we went to Regent’s Park and had a wander around, including around and around when we got stuck in one corner and missed the exit.
Came out of the park ...
First full day in London!
... at the Generator we stowed our luggage, this involved us hoisting up our bunk bed to fit the suitcases beneath, and us later realizing that all of our clean 'knickers' had been left in the suitcases and as a result we are true backpackers today! We went and said Hello! to Big Ben first thing last night (photos to come!) and then through a combination of jet lag ...
Olympic Adventures!
... and men's discus, all going on at the same time in different areas of the stadium. We saw handball at the Handball arena - a great, fast-paced game that I know very little about, but thoroughly enjoyed, and ladies (field) hockey at the Riverbank Area. The Dutch were out in full force to support their team, turning nearly the entire spectator area orange, complete with marching band.
To fill the time ...
I Was There
... and hoping the staff would forget we were there and we could stay for the next match. No luck though, as they eventually told us to get out. So we walked around the park some more and then headed out. The signs pointed us towards the javelin train, which sounded like fun so we headed in that direction. We had to pass by a mall to get there so we took the opportunity to do some more shoe shopping. Chelsea had broken one of her favorite pairs of shoes that morning so she basically ...
Ostriches Can Run
... rookie mistake! So we paused briefly to stretch it out and then were on our way. I wanted to give up so many times because I actually think that running is my least favorite thing to do in the world. There were so many people cheering me on though I just couldn't stop. I mean, how can you walk when you see a little British girl clapping at you and telling you to "carry on". Exactly. I will admit that I walked a good chunk of it, ...