Big Day Ticking Boxes

I've now seen the Rosetta Stone with my own two eyes. The script is really small considering it's in stone. I'd estimate its around 24point font. The egyptian artifacts in the museum are really astounding. That was after our grand success purchasing a mobile phone on the Totenham Court Road. It actually works - much to my surprise.

Then we had lunch at a lovely pub in a back street of St. Jame's - very classically a public house with a land lady overseeing all, dark wood and horsebrases every where. Next we were off to the National Gallery to meet up with my Aunt Evelyn for afternoon tea. That was a really lovely visit, she even had a small collection of photos for me that have come from settling up the estate of my Aunt Rene. A lovely few hours visiting and chatting. I had not been brave enough to get on a bus in London - for all the obvious reasons, they are unpredicatable and you've got no idea where you are. As Evelyn was taking the bus to her train we screwed up our courage and got on as well. That worked out very well as she is an excellent tour guide. After not many blocks of slow progress (it was rush hour) we were coming up on St. Paul's and the millenium bridge which is on Christopher's London list. We made a split second decision, and lept off to cross the bridge. At which point I was in need of a lavatory, and lucily the Tate Modern was still open - they've rather cleverly hidden the facilities within one of the exhibits so we've seen a bit of what the Tate Modern has to offer - strange and unusual. Even though it was cold I still thought a bit of a boat roade would be nice so we got on one of the Thames clippers - a new privately owned public transit option on the Thames. Even takes the Oyster card, which by the way has been perfect for all the transit ups and downs. Our original intent was to take a ride on the London Eye as it was a lovely clear night, but as we approached it looked like it was shut down for the evening; so we disembarked at Charing Cross pier. By which point I was popsicle like. That didn't stop us from getting a shot of big ben all lit up. We stumbled upon the Sherlock Holmes Pub, which leads to a rather sad 24hours. We got food poisioning from the gravy on the Yorkshire Pudding. Yes, both of us, 1 bathroom. Our entire night Tuesday night was extremely uncomfortable and now our entire Wednesay day. I'm finally starting to feel human again.