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The Queen was not at Home
... wasn't home and neither was Prince Harry. Another disappointment was the guards were not wearing their tall fuzzy hats and red jacks and I couldn't get close to one to try and make him laugh. Not that I thought I would have succeeded, it just would have fulfilled my living out the movie What a Girl Wants!
Next we got off at Kensington Garden in search of the Peter Pan statue. Let me tell you...that park is huge and Peter Pan is but a ...
Blisteria
... getting blisters. BIG ONES. We needed to find a chemist to try and save Al’s feet so as soon as we got to Greenwich (via Thames Clipper ferry) we went in search of a Boots.
Blister pads and bandaids attached (well for about five minutes before they started falling off) we joined the queue for the Cutty Sark. It was FANTASTIC. To think that two years ago when we last visited Greenwich the Cutty ...
Super Saturday
... of guys about the merits of Norwich City FC over Ipswich Town (!), when McFly were announced onstage. The response, in unison, by all of us was, "Oh, f**k!" Probably not the response that the organisers had been looking for.
Whenever Team GB or anything/one to do with it came on the place suddenly exploded into life. Therefore when Bradley Wiggins (Tour De France winner and gold medallist) turned up on stage, the place went wild. ...
Westminster Abbey
This morning I had British Culture and Society class. We talked about the class distinctions in Britain verse classes in America and how different levels of society are identified.
We also talked a lot about the scandal with News International with Rupert Murdoch. The whole phone hacking of the murdered girl whose parents thought she was alive because of the activity on her phone. It's causing a big stir ...
London: Royalty, War and the West End
... local Sainsbury's and stocked too much snack food and fruits and also some apple juice (the drinks selection in England is shockingly lacking). Damn, the hotel is comfy.
Because we didn't leave the hotel with much time to spare, we had to have a very quick dinner at the restaurant closest to Queen's Theatre -- Scotch Steakhouse. We had a selection of fish, chicken and burgers. I kept refusing to order a drink and the kind waiter brought over a ...