LONDON BABY!!!
July 1st, 2009So I made it. It was a rather uneventful trip, but on a day where yet another plane fell out of the sky, I was just glad it wasn’t mine. I can thoroughly vouch for the Royal Brunei service. They feed you like there’s no tomorrow. That’s probably in lieu of the fact there’s no booze being served. Which in itself is not a bad thing, because people aren’t up and about going to the toilet all the time after breaking that proverbial seal.
I landed at 6am, justified my reasons for being here to customs, and got the train into London to my hostel which will be home for the next 3 days. After a quick shower, I headed out to pound the pavement and see what I could find.
I’ve been to London once before, but I was 12 at the time, and your memory tends to get a bit hazy over the years. I had this grand plan that I was going to go to all the places on the Monopoly board, but it’s actually a lot harder than I imagined. I’ve found it hard to get my bearings in this place. NYC was easy. Everything was in a grid pattern formation, so it was impossible to get lost. Here the streets are all over the place, and there is a distinct lack of street signs, and the ones that are there are placed on the corner building on about the second story. I’ve been going up and down streets more than a few times trying to find my way!
They’re also claiming here that England is in the grip of a heat wave. I had to laugh because to me it’s just a regular Autumn in Queensland! Despite the reports, I’ve found it quite pleasant outside!
Crowds are a different thing though. Not that I normally mind, but when I’m taking pictures ideally I’d like it to be without hoards of German & Asian tourists posing in front of every single landmark. And it’s not like you can ask a few hundred people to move so you could get a photo - even though the thought did cross my mind!!
Here’s a sample of what I managed to find…




I headed on over to see the queen (who wasn’t home - that will teach me for not calling ahead), and happened on the changing of the guard. It was too crowded to get any decent photos, so instead I just took it all in. And while we’re on the topic, I’m sorry, but the royal marching band playing “Let Me Entertain You”, in my opinion cheapens the whole experience…




Definition of embarrassment. Walking around a quiet church when your phone rings playing “I’m a tits and ass man”….

























































































































