We set off from the house around 9:30, and made it into London proper by 10:15ish. We headed to Charring Cross station and looked for some place to eat. We settled on Café Rouge, a local French-ish chain. The breakfast wasn't very good, but at least it made us less "hangry."
After breakfast we walked over to the tourist center to purchase our bus tickets, and decided to camp out on the guided tour bus. Our guide, "Uncle Barry" was in his 80's and a bit cheeky. We saw all of the major landmark sites from the comfort of our open-air bus. The weather was mostly cooperative, but after a good half hour, we scored the front seats on the top of the bus, which are covered, and offer panoramic views.
After our tour, we were hungry again, so we ate what the Britons consider "Mexican Food." It was okay, but it was definitely lacking the authenticity we've grown used to in the US.
Then we made our way on the Tube to the Sherlock Holmes Museum at 221b Baker Street. This is less of a Sherlock Holmes museum, and more of a creepy assemblage of victorian furniture, and weird dioramas depicting scenes from Sherlock Holmes stories. There were even creepy waxwork figures. In my opinion, it is not worth a visit. The gift shop has some nice things if you're into Mr. Holmes, however, and it is absolutely free to enter.
After our trip to 221b Baker Street, we made our way to Oxford Circus, where Laura got her turn to shop 'til she dropped. Mom and I sat around Marks and Spencer's café drinking Tea while she and Sam shopped around. Afterward, we made our way to Leicester Square, where Loo and Sam got their silhouettes made by a street artist. He used scissors to make them, and they were very good.
Then we ate at the Porcupine pub near Leicester Square, and made our way to the Price Charles Theater, where we watched The Goonies quote-along.
We made it home around midnight, with a fit of the giggles from exhaustion and inside jokes.
After breakfast we walked over to the tourist center to purchase our bus tickets, and decided to camp out on the guided tour bus. Our guide, "Uncle Barry" was in his 80's and a bit cheeky. We saw all of the major landmark sites from the comfort of our open-air bus. The weather was mostly cooperative, but after a good half hour, we scored the front seats on the top of the bus, which are covered, and offer panoramic views.
After our tour, we were hungry again, so we ate what the Britons consider "Mexican Food." It was okay, but it was definitely lacking the authenticity we've grown used to in the US.
Then we made our way on the Tube to the Sherlock Holmes Museum at 221b Baker Street. This is less of a Sherlock Holmes museum, and more of a creepy assemblage of victorian furniture, and weird dioramas depicting scenes from Sherlock Holmes stories. There were even creepy waxwork figures. In my opinion, it is not worth a visit. The gift shop has some nice things if you're into Mr. Holmes, however, and it is absolutely free to enter.
After our trip to 221b Baker Street, we made our way to Oxford Circus, where Laura got her turn to shop 'til she dropped. Mom and I sat around Marks and Spencer's café drinking Tea while she and Sam shopped around. Afterward, we made our way to Leicester Square, where Loo and Sam got their silhouettes made by a street artist. He used scissors to make them, and they were very good.
Then we ate at the Porcupine pub near Leicester Square, and made our way to the Price Charles Theater, where we watched The Goonies quote-along.
We made it home around midnight, with a fit of the giggles from exhaustion and inside jokes.
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