Today we did a lot. At least that’s what my feet are telling me. Sleeping was rough last night and I didn’t fall asleep hard until around 6 am. That was a bummer, but it was really fun to watch the election results come in. The Brits are so cheeky, even when reporting serious news. So, the Parlaiment is now hung, but life seems to be going on.
We didn’t get going today until almost noon, but we immediately set out on the tube and took it straight from our stop, Notting Hill Gate to Westminster. From there we walked and walked, stopping for a bite and a double espresso at a dumb restaurant outside the Treasury building. We walked around the outside of the Parlaiment building and Westminster Abbey; walked through Victoria Gardens Park; spied on the Thames (saw that crazy London Eye from across the river); walked through St. Margaret’s church, which I loved; strolled on the outskirts of St. James’ park and on up to Trafalgar Square. Then we walked down to Buckingham Palace, through Green Park, down Picadilly to Picadilly Circus, through Leicester Square and walked through Chinatown. Finally, we took a double-decker bus back home, using our beloved Oyster card. I’m wiped out. And it has now started to rain.
I took tons of pics today, but forgot the iPhone so the iPhoto of the day is a view of our flat’s private garden as seen from my spot on the couch in the living room.
life and puppies 
My God, you really DID walk a lot! Your feet aren’t lying. You know I had a complete panic attack about getting in the damn lift at the Picadilly tube stop one time. That’s not much of the surprise, though, is it.
Double-decker buses- hooray! And I love the London rain. As long as it doesn’t dampen your whole trip, that is.
I was thinking about your claustropobia while on the flight here. As Aaron said, we were packed in like sardines. I get antsy in crowds, but am pretty much fine on flights. Annoyed, maybe, but not usually anxious. While on the tube, though, I was thinking how it’s good you live in LA and not New York because taking an underground train all the time might freak you out. I get freaked out when the train’s underground for a long time and breathe so much easier and with such relief when we pop up above ground.
Steve is already making plans for a foot massage appointment for the day after we return from Italy. I’m thinking you might find that to be a brilliant move your 1st day in Malta!
I think that’s bloody brilliant!
Bloody brilliant indeed! I would like to schedule one as well, so I’d better book my flight to meet you guys in Malta.
Yeah, I think NY might kill me now. I mean, I used to be handle so much more, but now? I’m a claustrophobic mess. And when I say “used to,” I mean like when I was 11 and flew to India and was too young to know there were completely innocuous, pointless things that I could fear.
The tube was tough for me the last time I was in London. Rush hour on that thing is no joke. No joke at all.
Thanks to your suggestion to et Ativan, though, I can practically fly anywhere! That stuff works miracles!
The view is brilliant from your couch. And yes, a foot massage is a definite necessity…actually several foot massages sound appropriate. It sounds like you are having such a grand time. I am so happy for you. Enjoy, enjoy, enjoy!
I’m exhasted just thinking about it.
that’s exhausted. Bad fingers.