LXXV: Day 4

We started with a walk down to Westminster Abbey.

And then went in Westminster Abbey, but they don't allow photos inside. Still, nice gardens:

And the food in the Cellarium was actually remarkably good.

Then on to the National Gallery. Because somehow we had not managed to see enough museums yet.

Another lion. Because we can't not take a
picture of that.

We had reservations for tea at Apsleys that day, too. So we went over to Hyde Park for a bit.

She wanted a picture with these because they
are her favourite colour.

And on to tea.

Waiting in the Library Bar

And then they sat us at a very visible table.

They fed us so much, we had to walk back to The Savoy just to work it all off.

We made that one an early night.

LXXIV: Day 3

This time I chose to stay in and sent John and Jim off. They went first to Harrod's then on to the V&A (another museum, and her particular favorite).

Eurydice

She loves the castings room.

Then it was off to The Globe to see Macbeth.

And just general walking around, buying tea and taking random photos.

They went out to Piccadilly Circus later that night but left us to make our own fun.

Don't ask how it ended.

LXXIII: Day 2

Forever to be known as Day of the Museum.

Actually, we went to several museums, but on this particular day we spent most of our time at the British Museum. Tickets for the Pompeii exhibit, you know.

More lions.

This time we left Jim at the hotel.

And here are a random assortment of artifacts. She'll take a picture of just about anything really.

From the Erechtheion

Yes, John, I do rather like the dead people.

For a muse of comedy, she doesn't appear
to be very "amused." (Yes, John, bad joke.)

A Roman Isis

Hermes

That evening dinner was at Petrus. Oh, yes, very nice. And I spent the entire time in her bag.

While she was petted by the staff and given the special treat of a tour of the kitchens. *sniff*

At least I walked out with a little something.

And that was the close of Day 2.

LXXII: From the Top

I'll go back a bit and discuss the beginnings of our recent travels. We stopped in Atlanta, where I was subjected to things like "Yahtzee" and "tamales."

And humidity that makes even London feel dry by comparison.

Finally, though, we did get off to London . . .

Stayed at The Savoy

Would have preferred a water view,
but at least the courtyard was quiet.

A sand artist along Southbank.

Here we are outside the Tate Modern on Day 1.

John and I stayed in that evening. It was almost certainly a mistake to allow Jim out, but we decided since he'd be chaperoned . . .

Harmless enough. But then they went on the Eye.

God knows what he's plotting.

And went for a walk 'round Westminster, making a stop at her usual lion.

She always says she "gets to fight the lion."
I don't pretend to understand, just ignore her.

Nice night for it, though.

Thus ended Day 1.