I love London! We saw sun for the first time I think today, we also saw the moon for the first time last night. We took the tube to brick lane and picked an Indian place out of the 8 restaurants on that street. We didn’t pick very well, the food was a little too sweet and not very spicy (and the guy was a little creepy, I think he watched us eat the whole time). We stopped at the Spital field market and looked for some masks for Friday night.
I took off my brown knitted head band that Max gave me for Christmas to try on masks and somewhere between there and the underground I realized Iost it. I was a little bit upset about it and had a minor breakdown and cried when I wrote her a postcard about it. I’ve since got over it because this is London and someone is probably wearing my headband somewhere and I am okay with it. Max will just have to knit me a new one. (I probably sound really depressed in the postcard I wrote you Maxxie, but really I’m having LOTS of fun, I just had an off minute.)
That night Liseanne and I went picked up last minute tickets to Pricilla Queen of the Desert. It was fabulous! It’s about three drag queens riding a pink bus dubbed Pricilla through the Australian outback wearing their sequins and singing well known diva songs. I absolutely loved it, and would say it was a very successful first live show in London.
The next day we had booked bus tickets to take us out to Stonehenge. We headed down to the area of town we had to catch our bus, but we made a few big small mistakes.
- We did not mark the hotel we had to find on our London map
- As we left the tube, a guy with a map kiosk asked us if we needed help finding anything, and because we did not need a map, I said no.
So we came out of the underground and made an educated and correct guess which way the hotel “Victoria Thistle” was. We walked all the way down Buckingham Palace Street almost to the very end and did not see the hotel anywhere. The only hotel we did pass by was the Grovesnor. We headed back down the road and went into a shopping mall/train station because we saw a sign that said ‘Tourist Information” after walking about ten minutes through the mall and down two levels we found the tourist booth, where the lady tried, but pretty much gave us an I don’t know shrug and another map, which we didn’t need. Initially we had gotten out of the tub with about 40 minutes to spare, but we were just about down to 15 minutes before our bus was going to leave, so we started running. We asked another lady in a souvenir shop and she pointed us back down the street and said it was a few minutes’ walk. We ran. When we reached the Westminster Thistle, we thought we found it and went inside to ask. The lady at the front informed us that it was not the Victoria, and pointed us the other way down the street, and told us it was right above the tube.
So we asked the map guy, and he was the ONLY person who told us it was not called the Victoria anymore, but the Grovesner. So we found our bus, which we had run past 4 or 5 times and got on with a couple minutes to spare. Our tour guide was funny, and kept the two hour ride out there interesting. Oh yeah, that and I slept (and probably snored). Stonehenge was very cool, and very worth the two hour bus ride out there. It would have been nice if it was raining, because apparently some of the inner rocks turn red when they get wet, but we were also thankful for some very nice weather. It wasn’t too windy or cold, but maybe that was just because we had actually come very prepared and layered. (I used my long johns from sea kayaking again, awesome, I’ll never not own a pair again). We stayed there for a little over an hour and listened to some audio about the history of what they think might have happened. The ride home seemed short as well, and the rolling England country side reminded me of home, but lots more trees and quite a bit greener…I’m not really sure why it reminded me of home.
When we got back to the Victoria station we hopped on the tube and rode down to the Soho area and poked our way around a few shops. I didn’t end up buying anything, but I found some fabulous boots in three different colours, all just a tiny bit too small. It was really hard to leave the shoe store without them.
We picked up the flat keys from Erika at Amuse Bouche and went for dinner at the restaurant right below Erika’s place. It’s called LMNT, it has Egyptian style outside that does not do the inside justice. When you get inside it is absolutely eccentric. There are two huge sphinx fire places; the walls are covered with hieroglyphics and Egyptian style carvings. The booths are stacked on top of each other, and you either walk a few steps down off the main floor to your booth, or climb a ladder up to your booth. We sat at a table on the main floor because the place was pretty busy. The food was great but seemed to be more French influenced than Egyptian. After dinner we grabbed a couple bottles of wine from a nearby convenience store and went walked around the building to Erika’s.