Country Sights, City Sights

England is a pretty place in the world.

20130817-100516.jpg

My very good friend Celeste opened her home to my little traveling circus of a family and it was wonderful to see her and her husband again. I met her baby (who is adorable, by the way!) and we were able to have nice chats about being moms and wives and women. I love Celeste. She’s one of The Shiny People in the universe; she shows the rest of us that hard work and determination can bring an honest, happy life. Also, she sings like an angel. 😉

We celebrated some birthdays at Celeste’s house.

20130817-101052.jpg

20130817-101103.jpg

…and then it was time to get on another train…

20130817-101218.jpg

London has been fabulous! The weather is perfect and the crowds are much nicer than the crowds in Italy.

20130817-101407.jpg

20130817-101419.jpg
^^^Rowan Atkinson is one of my favorites^^^

20130817-101548.jpg

20130817-101559.jpg

20130817-101621.jpg

Someday I’ll come back to London with my big camera and tripod. I will camp by the River Thames and snappy-snappy until the sun comes up.

Until then, here’s a photo of a street potty:

20130817-101811.jpg

…and a museum…

20130817-101845.jpg

And some stuff inside the museum:

20130817-101918.jpg

20130817-101940.jpg

Covent Garden is like Main Street on crack. Street performers, high end shops, pigeons… It’s chaotic fun that we could only tolerate for a couple of hours.

20130817-102117.jpg

20130817-102129.jpg

And then my husband saw Jaime Oliver’s restaurant: Union Jacks. Holy Culinary Stardom, Batman!

20130817-102243.jpg

20130817-102251.jpg

20130817-102301.jpg

20130817-102315.jpg
^^^bacon and sausage lollipops. Oh.Em.Gee.

20130817-102406.jpg
^^^Earl Grey ice cream. Yum! I have this recipe at home but I’ve never had the guts to make it. So good.

And even the bathrooms are colorful. 😉

20130817-102550.jpg

20130817-102601.jpg

We stopped at Paddington Station to see an old friend:

20130817-102707.jpg

and found the 80th Grommit on the Grommit hunt. Our last Underground stop didn’t have a working lift, so we had to climb. And climb. And climb. 15flights of stairs to reach the not-so-fresh air of Baker Street.

And then. And then, Dear Reader… We went to 221B Baker Street.

20130817-102908.jpg

This isn’t the one used for the BBC show, but the real 221B Baker Street. Which incidentally, is out of numerical order from its neighbors.

20130817-103040.jpg

20130817-103102.jpg

Next to Mr Holmes’ abode is The London Beatles Shop.

20130817-103218.jpg

20130817-103224.jpg

20130817-103231.jpg

After seeing Grommit, and Paddington Bear, and Jamie’s place, and Baker Street, and the Beatles shop… we were tired. The youngest child declared that his legs were going to fall off and the other two kids were so tired, they looked more like zombies than humans.

London is lively and lovely. And it makes for a very sound sleep.

(Sorry for the slip-shod night photography. Any suggestions for getting an iPhone to take decent photos at night?)

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s