Travelogue: London

We laughed because as soon as we crossed under the English Channel, sunny skies had turned to an overcast grey. Welcome to the UK!

Changing of the guard. Check out the huge crowd!

We navigated the tube from the train station, and got to our hotel mid-morning so there was plenty of time for a Tube-adventure. We ended up at Kensington palace just in time for the changing of the guard, and wandered around the city in a slight drizzle. Right away I loved it. It reminded me of home, except that police had machine guns, the taxis and buses were different, the architecture was older, and there were camera’s everywhere.

I hate to disappoint but it was super smelly in there. Kinda gross.

Most of the people in the city were polite, and dressed in dark suits. Oddly though, we didn’t hear English all that much, but Italian! We heard Italian everywhere, along with a multitude of languages. There were a ton of tourists, so we weren’t sure who was local.

Portobello road market
Portobello road market in Notting Hill.

Five days really wasn’t enough to see everything. It’s a huge place but the Tube made it easy to get around. We spent one rainy day at the Museum of Natural History, and another rainy day in the British Museum. We checked out the market in Notting Hill, Westminster Abbey, saw Big Ben, the London Eye, the Tate Modern (some of those sculptures will give me nightmares), the Shard… actually what didn’t we see? As usual, we did more wandering than going into attractions and I prefer it that way.

That’s the Rosetta Stone! The real thing in the British Museum!

We ended up learning the ways of the British Pub (after work, they’re packed with people having drinks before heading home). We had lunch at the Burrogh market, which um, was a bit of a hipster hangout, but OH the artisan cheeses! The food those bearded men make.

There’s a pub under those flowers somewhere.

I enjoyed London, but was ready for somewhere a little more rural for a while afterwards so we hopped on a cheap flight to Ireland.

The full set of London photos is here.


    1. They do, but it’s all really familiar. Fish and chips. Chicken/beef pies. Typical pub food. Lots of pasta and pizza places. None of it was any better than what I’ve eaten at home. The best thing I had there was the Indian food. The curry was excellent! (Though we have good curry here in Vancouver too so…)

      1. Fair enough. I guess we on the North American continent (US & Canada I mean) owe a lot of our food culture to the UK, and in today’s world vice versa, I suppose.

        I seem to recall that I’ve heard before that there’s an excellent Indian/Curry scene in Britain due, I’ve read, to a large Indian population there.

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