Quality Hotel St. Albans
- Continental Breakfast
- Room service
- Swimming pool
- Fitness/Health center
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... at Hyde Park (personal happy moment), walked by Dt. Paul's Cathedral, walked the Milenium Bridge, and ended the day drinking the best beer of my life and watching A Comedy of Errors at THE GLOBE! Standing in the pit watching the play and just thinking of all the history and consequence of that spot really was stop-in-my-tracks-moment #3. :). I couldn't help but think of you MRS. BARRETT JOHNSON and wish I could have shared that moment with you. DAY 4: I Had to Look it up ...
Next up off to Piccadilly Circus to Fortnum and Mason for had Knickerbocker Glory's as is the long held British tradition.I love the very British feel of this very old shop, you can just feel the history and tradition and imagine the generations of families that must have shopped there, especially the wealthy.I prefer it to Harrods.
Allie found a wonderful book store next, the official booksellers to the Royal Family, in fact.It was very old fashioned ...
I missed you a lot today. We woke up rather late around 11, and spoke to some people then got ready to go out. The night before we just went to the pub for a few drinks as Kim's goddaughter was busy or something. We went to South Kensington where all the museums are. The Natural History Museum was cool (I'm a sucker for dinosaurs and volcanoes and space) but just reminded me of melbourne museum or scienceworks. About ...
... old lady
“Tuesday!” replied the youth
“DATE not day!” exclaimed the lady
”Oh, we have the wrong date on the tickets!” said the lady thumbing through some papers.
We noticed that the lady wasn't referring to a train ticket. It seemed to be some event or other.
“I’m going back to bed”, the young lad proclaimed as he stormed off.
... my thoughts; the image engraved onto my brain of him leaving the house, unconscious, carried in a wheelchair. I was standing in the hall and I saw his eyelids fly open as he got jolted on the last step or two of the stairs; I got a glimpse of his eyes for a second or two but could tell he was not seeing anything. I guessed right then that he was probably not going to re-enter the house.