The 8 hour plane ride seemed to go by pretty quickly. But during those hours I managed to completely straddle the man next to me (the woman who I believe was his fiance didn't look very happy) in an attempt to get to "the lou", as well as freak this couple out further by crying during the in-flight movie. If this was their honeymoon, I certainly started it off on an awkward foot. Not to mention I had a window seat overlooking the wing...
There was no colonial woman.
After a bit of shock and adjustment, I was able to start enjoying living in London and enjoying this beautiful city.
The Study Centre
The City - or at least the parts of it we've managed to see in our first 48 hours here.
The First Burberry Store! It's closed now. They're too successful so they moved to a more 'posh', shopping-centered part of the city.
The National Gallery... and our awesome tour guide telling us facts about it.
Covent Garden (Not a garden at all, but in fact a very busy square/building filled with people, restaurants, and shops.. and a girl in a red skirt singing opera loudly in the corner).
Drury Lane... there's no muffin man. Not even a bakery or shop that sells muffins. Depressing.
And Big Ben and the London Eye! From a great distance. Trips to actually go see them will be happening soon, I assume.
Victoria Tower Garden along the River Thames
and my first gelato experience!
Thanks for creeping! :)