Our last day in London, and we have the route planned. Mostly shopping, of course, but one or two touristy things as well. But first, the one thing that clearly runs through all our veins..... Music.
Abbey Road is a rather normal looking road, and even though we are not really what one would call the ultimate Beatles fans, we still do love their music, and so we decided to go and do the walk across this famous zebra crossing. It should come as no surprise that the British have it all sorted. A photographer, armed with camera, and portable printer in his backpack, awaits any unsuspecting tourist. We were slightly unsuspecting, but at least we had enough savvy to rather have him take the photo's with one of our cameras.
After Abbey Road, we went the retail route. Some second-hand CD (and vinyl) stores near Notting Hill. Selfridges, which was just way too overwhelming, altough Frances basked in the presence of great designer ranges like Vivienne Westwood and Robert Cavalli. And, of course, HMV, to hopefully find some rare CD's and DVD's.
After a late lunch at Pizza Hut, we split up. Dangerous, I know, but another department
store with designer labels sounded way too daunting for everyone except Frances, so she set off to Knightsbridge, to find Harvey Nichols, whilst the rest of us decided to go show Tertius the architecture and engineering marvels of the Tower Bridge.
By 5pm, the sun has set off to light up some countries further West, and London looks like it must be about 11pm. This means that we were able to play with some night time shots at the bridge. What fun! But the early nightfall caught us off guard, so trying to take the underground to get across town to where Frances was, meant that we were caught up in peak hour traffic. Quite an experience, actually. There we were thinking that overloaded trains only existed in India and South Africa. The poor train drivers had to frequently request commuters to stop leaning on the doors, as that causes the train to stop. It was becoming blatantly obvious. We were reaching our saturation point. Overcrowded trains and shops with excessive central heating needed to be exchanged for something way more quiet.
We eventually found Frances in Harrods. We needed to forcefully remove her. I have to admit that the food section is seriously impressive. Not sure if I can say the same for the pet section! They even have a pet spa!
Our last stop was Picadilly. Just a quick stop to experience the buzz before we head off to Heathrow.
Because of our early flight to Tromso, we were booked at the Yotel at Heathrow Airport. You book these sleeping pods by the hour, and because it is inside one of the terminals, it theoretically means that you don't have to get up that early when you have an early flight. Every little bit of sleep helps.
London impressions:
Frances:
Highs: The Accomplice, Camden Market and Harrods
Lows: Not being able to live in London
Nicole:
Highs: St James park, The Accomplice,
Lows: not being able to see the changing of the guards
Tertius
Highs: architecture, convenience of the underground, The Accomplice
Lows: not impressed with the british girls
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