Literally. I just returned home from a 2+ hour bus trip. It began as a harmless venture to St. Paul's Cathedral with my friend Andrew to catch morning mass and a free look at the beautiful Cathedral. Being the responsible person I am, I pre-looked up the bus route. Bus 45. In case anyone is wondering, I have now ridden the entirety of Bus Line 45. What with a minor detour and not knowing we needed to push the stop button to get out at the right stop, we inadvertently crossed the Thames...and then just kept going. We ended at Streatham Place, though if you ask we where that is I can only tell you the Southern part of London. We caught another 45 going the opposite direction and ended up back at King's Cross. But while this was a completely different journey than the one I was expecting to have this morning, it definitely is one for the memory books. It actually made the city feel a little smaller because it gave some connections to the many different parts I know and hear about. I feel like I have a better understanding of all of the connections. Although I will be the first to admit I am not an expert! Also, we saw pretty many interesting signs and shops on this 2 hour tour. And heard many languages and accents on the bus. To answer a supply truck's question of "why does mum go to Iceland?" is that not only is Iceland a country, it also is the name of some sort of convenient store. Also, streets are crazy narrow here. And the bus drivers have no qualms about fitting into those tight spots. Tree in the way? No worries, we'll just brush the windows slightly with its branches. Honestly, the drivers' skill puts those in Cincinnati to shame. Here they just zip around narrow corners like they are the size of a matchbox car.
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Yesterday was a much different day, with a trip to Covent Garden going as planned. Olivia, Deanna, Martha Grace, and myself explored the Market area and wandering around the streets. We sat for probably 15 minutes and watched a street performer/comedian in front of St. Paul's Church (yes, different than the cathedral. You can't feed pigeons for a tuppence here. Though I'm not sure that you can near the cathedral either...) We stumbled upon many theatres showing major Broadway musicals, such as Shrek, Mamma Mia, and the Lion King. The streets are beautiful, the market was awesome. Basically an incredible first full free day of this trip.
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| Restaurant or pub overlooking the piazza where Punch and Judy used to be. |
London is beautiful, I'm obsessed, life is good.
Literally. I just returned home from a 2+ hour bus trip. It began as a harmless venture to St. Paul's Cathedral with my friend Andrew to catch morning mass and a free look at the beautiful Cathedral. Being the responsible person I am, I pre-looked up the bus route. Bus 45. In case anyone is wondering, I have now ridden the entirety of Bus Line 45. What with a minor detour and not knowing we needed to push the stop button to get out at the right stop, we inadvertently crossed the Thames...and then just kept going. We ended at Streatham Place, though if you ask we where that is I can only tell you the Southern part of London. We caught another 45 going the opposite direction and ended up back at King's Cross. But while this was a completely different journey than the one I was expecting to have this morning, it definitely is one for the memory books. It actually made the city feel a little smaller because it gave some connections to the many different parts I know and hear about. I feel like I have a better understanding of all of the connections. Although I will be the first to admit I am not an expert! Also, we saw pretty many interesting signs and shops on this 2 hour tour. And heard many languages and accents on the bus. To answer a supply truck's question of "why does mum go to Iceland?" is that not only is Iceland a country, it also is the name of some sort of convenient store. Also, streets are crazy narrow here. And the bus drivers have no qualms about fitting into those tight spots. Tree in the way? No worries, we'll just brush the windows slightly with its branches. Honestly, the drivers' skill puts those in Cincinnati to shame. Here they just zip around narrow corners like they are the size of a matchbox car.
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