The front of our hotel. It was very good value and I recommend it. The buffet breakfast gets crowded so try to get seated by 8.30.
Damn foreign plumbing. It took some working out.
Exit from the lift, walk up stairs, along an uneven passage floor, turn right, then down some stairs to our room.
Lancaster Gate is a very nice street with quite grand apartment blocks.
Around the corner from us was Leinster Terrace, where the facade house stands. See the blocked front entrance and opaque windows.
And this is what is behind the fake frontage.
The bus seems to heading in the wrong direction for Lewisham, but nothing is ever square in London.
Back onto the Tube, at Lancaster Gate again. The trains in the Tube are not like ours. They are rough and noisy, they accelerate and brake very fast. They are hot inside, although we did travel on one train with air con, but the really good thing about them is that they get to places in a very quick time, fast and furious. We changed to the Bakerloo line at Oxford Circus and left at Charing Cross. Although we were going to Covent Garden and there is a Tube station there, it was part closed and Charing Cross seemed to be the closest alternative station. Hmm, I did not expect to see a big blue cock in Trafalgar Square.
Buses, buses everywhere, interspersed with taxis.
I did not even know Charing Cross had a station building, as such. Now to back track a bit, when we boarded our cruise boat, we noticed a fellow passenger had a cold. By mid trip, half the boat seemed to have a cold. By the end of the trip, we both had colds. We were still suffering a bit in London, although I was well over the worst of it, but R wasn't and so he went to Boots chemist on The Strand for some decongestant. Boots own brand did not seem to work very well, so once in Newcastle he bought something that did work well. (brag factor of going to Boots in The Strand, high)
It was really raining now, a crap day weather wise. We walked up The Strand to Covent Garden. This chap was singing opera at Covent Garden Market, and a person was mingling in the crowd for donations for an opera cause. I usually keep my hands firmly in my pocket, but I did donate a penny or two.
We are now at the Transport for London Museum. I won't say I was disappointed, but it was not quite what I expected. However, there was lots of interest to see there.
Back onto the tube, on which line I just cannot remember, to Waterloo Station. Why? For this.
None of this occurred to us when we worked out and started to book our holiday in March 2013, but yesterday when we were out with Marie, it was a Bank Holiday. For the rest of the week it was school holidays. Oh, the children. Oh, the rain. We exited the station and followed the arrow but really, we did not know which direction to walk. After wandering in the rain for a bit, we asked a guard and he directed us. So simple once you know. So simple really had we should have just kept walking in the direction of a sign, but really it was not very clear.
I really recommend anyone who visits London to take a trip on The Eye. At the desk we were told, £30 for fast track, five minute wait. £20 for normal queue, 15 minute wait. We chose the cheaper and the wait was less than fifteen minutes, in spite of a million children being in front of us.
This would be the tallest building in Europe? The Shard?
Westminster, of course.
Westminster Wharf, where Thames cruises operate from, with Downing Street to the right of the photo. Hiya Cammo.
As in the past, we managed to have an extraordinary conversation with a Londoner. Last time it was a washed up drunken journalist. This time, a disabled man who had travelled and worked around the world, including Australia and lived in St Kilda.
Photo by Reni & Krisz
Later edit: Peter was quite correct in comments. The building I suggested as being The Shard is not at all but an apartment building with wind turbines atop. Thanks Marie.