Well mates, it's now day 4 of my trip, it's all going by so quickly. Yesterday we spent the day in London again, and we finished most of the London touristy stuff. While Maggy was in class I went to the Tate Modern and spent a few hours enjoying all of the incredible art. Of course the were all the big names, Picasso, Man Ray, Van Gough, Pollack, Monet and so on (which are all amazing), but there were also a lot of artists that I don't know much about whose art was just as amazing. I really enjoyed that part of my day.
Then I stopped along the River Thames in Southwark to have lunch, beautiful views and some people watching made for a nice lunch spot. I wandered around London for a while, taking pictures and stopping by the London Borough Market. Then I decided to try to find my way to the National Portrait Gallery, there was an Annie Lebowitz exhibition there that I was totally thrilled to see. So I asked for directions and was told that it was right near Trafalgar Square. Famous square, so that was an added bonus. When I got up there the entire square was packed full of crazy people, as were the streets lining it. Little did I know that the British Olympian athletes were there. I couldn't even make it through the square to get to the gallery, so I missed out on that exhibition. Then Maggy and I met back up and we stopped at a few gift shops then made our way to the Buckingham Palace, Big Ben, House of Parliament and all that good stuff. (we got some beautiful pics that I'll share when I get home. Then came the most horrific thing of all, time to face my fear.....
Buckingham Palace
Big Ben and House of Parliments
We saw the Queen! (she riding in the front car)The London Eye. All I have to say is HHHEEELLLPPP! I am horrified of heights, it's my worst fear ever, and I having been dreading this moment since I first started planning this trip. However, I did try to rationalize it w/ myself, how often will I get the chance to do this? I kept telling myself to stay calm, I'll be fine, people go on it all the time, it won't fall and I won't plummet hundreds of feet to my untimely death. Needless to say, I didn't do to good of a job calming myself down. But I did it, and I'm so proud of myself for doing it. I didn't throw up, or lay in the fetal position sobbing like a baby. I was shaking, visibly upset and didn't move my ass off the seat once, but I did it, even had my eyes open for most of it. I knew I'd kick myself later if I had let that experience go to waste. Even now, just thinking about it is giving me chills. I did it though and I am proud.
I was just a bit afraid, to say the least.
The view from almost at the top.
I managed to fake a smile though...
You can see for miles.
After that we caught the train home, made dinner and just relaxed for the remaining part of the evening. This morning I got to sleep in (we had to get up at like 7 am the first day and 6 am yesterday). We had some tea, did our hair and makeup, took a walk into town, then came home and cooked and baked. (Maggy did the cooking, she made a quiche, but we both made cookies). She had just left for work not too long ago, Andy should be home any minute and us 2 will walk up to Maggy's work and hang there for about an hour til she gets done. Then we're gonna come home, have some toad-in-the-hole for dinner(?), and we're going out tonight to have some drinks. Or as they would say, we're going out on the lash to get pissed. haha. It should be a fun night.
Out on the lash.
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