Time has completely escaped me. Time and the ability to link to wifi. Even if I could connect it wouldn’t be like I would choose processing photos and putting together a blog post over getting in my solid four hours of sleep time a night. The time difference is a killer, by 3am I’m finally sleepy and we are planning our days to begin with the rising sun to get in as much as possible. At least I have this rooftop balcony view to help me through…
AND! The amazing European cappuccinos to fuel me. Never. Have. I. Had. Better.
How to make a English breakfast: eggs, toast, mushrooms (or peas), hashbrowns, Heinz beans, pork (none for me of course), and condiments. This is as close to a hot breakfast as you’ll get in Europe… and the eggs are rare.
Where England wins is dinner: meat pies, fish and chips, more peas, potatoes, beer…
THIS… OH. MY. GOODNESS… THIS!! Hands down the absolute best dessert I have EVER had. Apple Crumble served with piping hot custard. The apples were fresh. The custard wasn’t too sweet. And the crumble was real. I died a little with every bite knowing it was one bite closer to ending. I wanted to order a second but ate half of B’s instead. I will never look at dessert again.
Before the divine intervention with the dessert, we went to Harrod’s. The ever famous, ever expensive, ever gigantic shopping mall where a thirty minute jaunt through will find you hustled by hundreds of people, eyed by security, standing in a 15 minute bathroom line, making puppy dog faces at a $600 purse or a $3000 sweater, and exiting with a 2014 Christmas bear from your husband. It is quite the site, just as dramatic as the rest of London and houses the engagement ring Princess Di was going to receive from her boyfriend whom also happened to be the son of the Harrod’s owner.
And then we saw lots of pretty structures and buildings:
And then we trotted through a gigantic park where people were riding their bikes in footie Christmas pajamas…
We finally happened upon Buckingham Palace. Photos never do anything justice but they really don’t come close to the extravagance of this building.
London at night is even more awe-striking. Just lights and happenings and comings and goings. Its an entirely new city after dark. This is the best photo we got of Big Ben and the London Bridge.
Lastly, Westminster Abbey which also doubles at the absolute best photo I have ever taken to date. We didn’t get to go inside (Hubby says its amazing) because it was after hours on a Saturday, Sunday they were closed for tours, and Monday we are headed to Paris… maybe next time. Fun Fact: William and Kate were married here.
Taking a little break from achy feet as weary travelers before heading to our next stop… wherever that may be.