London - Part IV

On Thursday, May 7th, the boys left super early (around 7:50am) to pick up the rental cars at Marble Arch. After masterizing how to drive on the wrong side of the car on the wrong side of the road, they arrived to pick us girls and the kids up at 9:10am. We were READY!There were harrowing close calls for Brian in the passenger seat. I think I heard..."STAY IN YOUR LANE!" a good number of times from Brian to John. We got a little lost and John stopped an elderly couple in a neighborhood to get directions to Windsor Castle. This British guy's directions ran something like this:

So you're going to go out over there and turn right.
Takes you right into the village.
At the roundabout...veer left. There's a hotel there.
You'll cross a set of railroad tracks.
Don't worry if you miss them, there will be another set.
Then, you'll run into the river and you won't be able to go straight anymore. So you take a right.
And then, there you will be at the castle.

So here Brian and Michael are at the entrance:

We got to see a changing of the guards, which was pretty neat. Way cooler than at Buckingham palace, because as you can see from the picture, you could get up really close. After tripping over the ground bar of a barricade and nearly knocking over 2 older women, I was able to get Michael up close so he could see the band and the action. He really was very interested!

Then, we toured the castle and the chapel. We learned lots of things. Well, at least those who were able to listen to the audio tour did. There were some of us who were trying to get a hungry infant out to feed them outside. And another chasing a bored toddler around. Those of us, did not get to listen to the audio tour! :o) Let me tell you how annoying it is that there wasn't a simple exit sign. We had to go through all the rooms to find the way out...only to discover there was a very easy way that was not marked.

We learned though from John/Kelli that King Henry VIII's armor was 52 inches around the waist. And nearly 90 pounds. That's like him wearing ME when I was in middle school.

Here's our family picture after we made it through the rooms:

Then, we grabbed paninis and some good shortbread at a cafe and ate quickly in the car. We were planning to go to a nice green park and eat, but our sandwiches were hot and we didn't want to wander. Of course, on our drive out, we discovered the green park, not 2 minutes away.

Next, up, a drive to Stonehenge! It is very funny. The drive up to Stonehenge. You see a sign for the turn off. So you turn off. And you drive for a while. And then there's a hill. And then...VOILA. There it is! In your head you're thinking... "La la la...nice English countryside...la...la...la...WHOA. STONEHENGE!"

And for 6.60 pounds, you can cross underneath the road and see stonehenge from this view without a fence obstructing it:

And get this picture of your son, behaving in front of it:

And this picture of your son, pulling out the post that holds the guard rope up. He explained to me that he was trying to get to Stonehenge to "stand on the big rocks."
The 2 "World Heritage" workers nearby didn't seem to mind too much that there was a toddler ripping apart their "barricade." It reminds me of a quote I heard Bill Cosby say one time, "I can conquer any country with an army of toddlers."

We got a nice family picture nearby too...also included in the 6.60 pound price.

As you can see, this 6.60 pound price is a big deal to me. Mainly because as I explained...you can see it very well when you come up the hill. Just a very small flimsy nylon fence separates you from it. You could easily just walk up to the fence, FOR FREE...and take a picture. Also, they are having in the works a plan to put the road that goes up to Stonehenge underground, make you park 3 km away at a "state of the art" tour/welcoming center and then get trained into Stonehenge. Hmmm...I'd rather save my 6.60 pounds and see it the way I just did.

Either way, it was still very cool. And afterwards, we explored a town called Salisbury. No, we did not get steak there. Instead, there was a little French market in town! Brian bought some cheeses, pates, mousse de canard to share with everyone. I didn't understand considering we LIVE in France...but it ended up being quite nice because 1) We got to see John's disgusted reaction to Roquefort, and 2) We got to share a little bit of French culture with everyone.

On Friday, May 8th, we woke up early, got out of the house...and were rewarded with an ugly rainy London day for our tour of the Tower of London. We stood in the rain for our Yodem tour, which was cut short, for...you guessed it...the rain. We all gathered in the Royal chapel for a little bit of history and warmth. And then explored the Crown Jewels afterwards. Pretty impressive. The world's largest diamond, at 530 carats, is there in one of the sceptors.

Anyways, we exited the Crown Jewels display only to be greeted by GORGEOUS sunshine and practically clear skies. BLAST IT ALL! But we ended up thanking Brian in the end for getting us out of the house early because the lines were 4-5 times longer than when we got there in the morning!

We got some pictures outside by the exit of the Tower of London with the Bridge of London. I know it is a bit dark, but I don't have my monitor calibrated yet to fix it:

Playing with Daddy outside the Tower of London

Afterwards, the girls spent the afternoon shopping and stimulating the London economy while Bryan and John explored Camden Market with Eden. Brian took Michael to Hyde Park and played with him like a good dad does with his son!

We all met at home and dilly-dallyed too long and missed a dinner out. On Friday night at 8pm, it is hard to find a family friendly pub environment to eat dinner in! So instead, we got this super cute picture of us girls in our scarves outside of our flat:
And pictures of us crammed into red photo booths:

We got lucky and found a pub near us who did an incredible favor for us and gave us takeaway. She put it all on plates for us and it was still hot (our fish and chips and pies and hamburgers) when we got home. So we enjoyed a nice dinner all together for our last night. All we had to do was take the plates back when we were done.

On Saturday, we all woke up, packed, cleaned, and left. And now, we are adjusting to life after vacation. BLAH.

Love,
P