London 2

June 18, 2013 - Perth, Australia

As I was getting ready this morning, I heard the distint sound of hoofbeats on the road, so I dashed to the window, just in time to see the mounted police plodding down the road. Reception tells me they take the horses to one of the parks to warm up before starting work (really?). Cute.

Lovly morning (by English standards!) so I caught the Tube to Embankment and then the Ferry to Tower Hill. Lovely little cruise with the sun almost poking its head out from the clouds on occassion.

I thought there were at least 100 people on the Beefeater tour I joined but when we filed in to the Chapel he told us it seats 150 and there were a lot of people standing. Wow! Very entertaining tour with Chris and then I followed the audio guide to most of the places. I didn't bother with Whitehall though as I understood that was where the instruments of tortoure were kept and the amoury displace was closed. The que to see The Crown Jewels went around two sides of the building but it moved surprisingly quickly and they were amazing to see. I'm glad I've been doing a fair bit of walking so that my arse just fit in the Bloody Tower staircase. There were a few people that couldn't go up 'cos they didn't fit!

By the time I finished I was suprised to see I'd been there 4 hours so I followed the path of many others to the gallows at the top of the hill. There is a small plaque there to comerate the site, but otherwise it is a Maratime Memorial Park.

Came back for a nap (probably the last for a very long time - boo hoo!) before heading out for the Ghost Walk in the Old City. Unfortunately, there are very few medievel buildings left due to either The Great Fire or World War II bombs. St Paul's was interesting and I really liked the church where Queen Isobella was burried, now a ruin with a lovely garden. The guide gave us lots of stories more about the history of London with a few ghost stories. The one that sticks in my mind was about Tom Sawyer (I think) a barber who would give travellers a very close shave with his cut throat razer before dispatching their bodies to a lady (whose name I can't remember). Supposedly she used them to make the most famous pies that people would travel far and wide for until a local policeman bit in to one and found an eye. Apparrently she was hung, he was shipped of to Australia and Britian is still haunted by him when his ansestors from Australia come to visit! Very funny (not!).

London in the 1700 and 1800's does not sound like a nice place.! No sewage system, Gin a more common drink because the water is polluted and your entertainment is to watch someone being hanged - thank God times have changed!

Coming back on the Tube, there was a busker playing the accordian and an old gent dancing up the esculators - too slow to get a pic but I did get the gent and you can see how steep the esculators are!

Bus is collecting me for the Airport at 8.30am tomorrow, so that's it - holiday over. 1175 photos later and there is still so much more to see in all the places I have been, but then there are so many new places to see as well. For the most part, I have had a blast and learnt so much although I will never understand why you keep left on the streets of London but keep right in The Tube. Hope you enjoyed reading about my adventures and I'll catch you all soon.



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June 19, 2013
Can't wait to catch up when you get back.
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