We got an early start and hopped the Underground for Tower Hill – we had purchased tickets the day before for the Tower of London. It ended up being the smartest thing we’ve done so far. The lines were huge, but we went straight to the front and walked right in at 10::00 am. We went right to the crown jewels – I stopped briefly to nod at the royal guard, who ignored me. The jewels were pretty cool – so big they looked fake. I guess I couldn’t really appreciate the authenticity.
The rest of the tower was pretty cool – the white tower was filled with some great exhibits, very nicely done. We chatted with some Beefeaters – they gave me directions to Portabello Street, where I was looking for some antique jewelry for Sara. Unfortunately, no luck. It was pretty much closed up for Sunday.
We walked up and down Portabello Street and ended up eating at a pub. Good burger and fish and chips. They only served Samuel Smiths beer – a pretty good stout. We went back to the hotel for a nap, and then went down to the hotel pub for beers. We had some Extra Cold Guinness. Ran down the street for dinner at Garfunkel’s (a Denny’s type place). We went back to the hotel pub for some live music (The Tides – an Irish band with a great fiddler and a crappy singer). Then back to bed to rest our stair-worn legs.
