Being a tourist in the Big Smoke.
I’ve been a bit lax on the ol bloggin front since being back in the UK as I’ve had lots going on, visiting and trying to acclimatise to the weather – damn it’s cold, its amazing how quickly you get used to Aussie weather.
Anyway as I am only back in the Uk for a short while, I met up with my two bessie mates and we did the tourist thing in London last weekend.
Well I did the tourist thing which basically meant stopping for a pic every 2 mins while they rolled their eyes in a ‘you are such a loser’ type way. Which I suppose I am given that I lived in London for 12 years before moving Down Under. Thing is though when I lived there I very rarely used to go into the centre because I knew we lived there and could see it when we wanted to, until suddenly actually we can’t, and so now I’m viewing it in a whole different light.
Anyway despite the eye rolls, we had a brilliant weekend, and it was so lovely to catch up and have 3 conversations at once and interrupt each other just like we always did, it is like we have never been apart.
We had an eventful weekend, which involved getting caught up in a suspect car/controlled explosion situation as we got off the tube, meaning we couldn’t get to our hotel as all the roads were closed. So we made the most of it by sitting and having a drink and a catch up. Man I miss the ever present London security alerts!!!
Then being (rather too closely for my liking) involved in 2 conflicting demonstrations as we tried to make our way to the hotel. We somehow wandered into the area where the police were ‘kettling’ a lot of the demonstrators to try to keep the 2 conflicting demos apart. Still it was a good photo opp! And the policemen looked happy enough given the situation – all in a days work for them I suppose.
We finally arrived at the hotel only to be told we were in the wrong hotel (I’m blaming no one – except I am and you know who you are! ) so we had to trudge all the way over Tower Bridge with our bags to get to the actual hotel we were staying at. Good opportunity for some more photos.
Before rushing over to a posh hotel overlooking the Serpentine in Hyde Park for a posh dinner that we were half an hour late for and that we ended up not having, and then bumping into Jose ‘the special one’ Mourinho (for those not in the know, he is Chelsea football manager – I think!) twice as we hung around looking out of place in the rather posh hotel lobby while my friend had a mini ‘I love Jose meltdown’ outside on the pavement.
It was a busy one!
Had a totally fab time though and it was over far too quickly before we all had to go our separate ways again.
It has reminded me about what I miss in the UK.