My Family was here and you weren't. Part 1
So, on Thursday morning I got up at 2 in the morning so I could catch a cab to catch a bus so that I could make it to London to collect my family who would be arriving from Gatwick. Hooray! The collection went well. My aunt, my sister, my parents and I got on a train and that went to Victoria station. We then piled into a taxi, luggage and all and went to the hotel my Mom had booked. We checked in and then we wandered around Covent Garden and hung out in London together. My aunt and I bought tickets to a mantinee on Saturday. We ate at the hotel and went to sleep.
The next morning we got up, got ready and we went for a little browse of the city. We then went for a browse of Tate Britain. We saw a lot of William Blake, John Constable, John Singer Sargeant and a few Waterhouses. It was nice. We walked around and saw the Royal apartments (from the road, anyway). We walked past Downing Street and peered at No. 10. We had a fantastic pub lunch in which my family got to try sticky pudding. We went back to the hotel and had a bit of a nap and then went to a Greek restuarant whose head waiter was a pushy little Indian man. It was interesting. The food was good, though. We then had a few drinks and watched a local boxing match on the tv.
On Saturday, we went out to forage for food. We went to a pub that my parents then adopted because we went back like, three times after that. My dad, my sister and I had full English breakfasts (Beth didn't eat the beans). My Mom and Aunt had eggs and toast. We all took the underground to Covent Garden where we placed our bets on the grand national (a horse race) and then we split up. My parents and sister went to go check on the shops. My aunt and I went to catch our matinee.
We saw The Lion King. Rafiki calls the animals. And do you know what happens next? The animals come! It was awesome. The staging was cool. The lighting was cool. The costumes were awesome. The story lacked any sense of excitement, but that's no surprise considering how many times I've seen the movie. I then had "Can you feel the love tonight" stuck in my head for the next three days.
Sunday morning we got up, checked out of our hotel, discussed what was going on a little. Then we went to London Paddington where we had pasties, bought tickets, and waited for the next train to Cardiff Central. We hopped on the train and a little over two hours later we were in Cardiff. John turned up while I was calling to make sure that someone would be there to let my parents and aunt into the bed and breakfast (which my Dad constantly referred to as the bread and breakfast). My family met John. We walked to the b and b from the train station along the river. Beth, John and I then took a cab to my house where Beth settled in and checked her email and John and I started cooking dinner....
I have to go make myself lunch now so, I'll update you on the rest of the trip later!
The next morning we got up, got ready and we went for a little browse of the city. We then went for a browse of Tate Britain. We saw a lot of William Blake, John Constable, John Singer Sargeant and a few Waterhouses. It was nice. We walked around and saw the Royal apartments (from the road, anyway). We walked past Downing Street and peered at No. 10. We had a fantastic pub lunch in which my family got to try sticky pudding. We went back to the hotel and had a bit of a nap and then went to a Greek restuarant whose head waiter was a pushy little Indian man. It was interesting. The food was good, though. We then had a few drinks and watched a local boxing match on the tv.
On Saturday, we went out to forage for food. We went to a pub that my parents then adopted because we went back like, three times after that. My dad, my sister and I had full English breakfasts (Beth didn't eat the beans). My Mom and Aunt had eggs and toast. We all took the underground to Covent Garden where we placed our bets on the grand national (a horse race) and then we split up. My parents and sister went to go check on the shops. My aunt and I went to catch our matinee.
We saw The Lion King. Rafiki calls the animals. And do you know what happens next? The animals come! It was awesome. The staging was cool. The lighting was cool. The costumes were awesome. The story lacked any sense of excitement, but that's no surprise considering how many times I've seen the movie. I then had "Can you feel the love tonight" stuck in my head for the next three days.
Sunday morning we got up, checked out of our hotel, discussed what was going on a little. Then we went to London Paddington where we had pasties, bought tickets, and waited for the next train to Cardiff Central. We hopped on the train and a little over two hours later we were in Cardiff. John turned up while I was calling to make sure that someone would be there to let my parents and aunt into the bed and breakfast (which my Dad constantly referred to as the bread and breakfast). My family met John. We walked to the b and b from the train station along the river. Beth, John and I then took a cab to my house where Beth settled in and checked her email and John and I started cooking dinner....
I have to go make myself lunch now so, I'll update you on the rest of the trip later!
