Started writing last night, but fell asleep. I am up now a little past 8am and can say we are successfully on London time! Going to post a few pictures right now, then off to meet up with Renita, my friend from Kappa. I'm uploading an album to Flickr, but this slow download situation is really horrendous, and I'm still figuring it out.
We are staying in a little studio inside this larger home in Hammersmith via airbnb.com. Upon our arrival, we were created by our host and his sister's dog, possibly the cutest blenheim cavalier king charles spaniel I've seen, Buster - perfect. Forgot to snap a picture of him, sadly. Will pointed out that he is so cute because he is a "real" version - genuinely English!
Our place in Hammersmith:
We took the Underground to Green Park station, from which we explored the areas around Buckingham palace. With the wedding of the century just 'round the corner, these people are not messing around. So much of the park areas are cordoned off by green mesh while inside workers are furiously tending to every daffodil and blade of grass.
Green Park, the Queen's park
Imperious mansions bordering the park - I wonder what you have to do for a living to afford to live by Buckingham palace. Write books about kid wizards, I suppose.
Lion and Unicorn crest? Yes, please.
At the entrance to St. James' Park
You're an odd duck
The War Museum and home of Churchill's secret wartime bunker
Parliament - absolutely massive!
The Brits love to label things. A lot. Everything in its right place. One direction here, one direction, there, quite strictly. They also have an overbearing sense of safety and security. Am I secretly English?
Exploring along the Thames
Will is becoming grumpy with all the pictures at this point in the day.
Savory Street, home of The Savoy Tup
A Tup is a male breeding ram, which this man was insistent on letting us know
Will is extremely tired of pictures.
My feet are still swollen from the plane.
London School of Economics, Will's alma mater, producer of cheeky tote bags. I like.
Will worked as a bartender when the bookstore transformed in the evening.
Time for a refresher at George IV, frequented by LSE grad students.
Ok, really must get ready for the day! Check out the Picasa Album (gave up on Flickr) for more pics, including more pictures of Will getting annoyed at my taking pictures, amusing signage, and dinner with Will's LSE friends at Tayyab's.