We slept in a bit on Sunday -- again! We headed directly to Speaker's Corner in Hyde Park. It was a long trek. Exiting the Tube, we ran smack into an Official Olympic Souvenir Stand -- we had been looking for this since we arrived. Better late than never! Armed with our official Olympic Souvenirs, we started to walk -- again! Did I say walk -- I mean hike through Hyde Park in search of the Speakers. When we finally found the right corner there were maybe four or five speakers there. Moving on we went in search of The Tower! We had previously purchased tickets so no need to stand in the long line. In fact the lines throughout the entire Tower were actually quite short. Nevertheless we opted to stop and have a cold drinks.
We opted to do the guided tour of the Tower with one of the Beef Eaters. This was a great choice. He was an excellent example of British wit and historical knowledge. He played the crowd like a five string banjo. We saw the major high points of the attraction: the traitors gate, the white tower, the chapel, and the crown jewels. The crown jewels while interesting were not the jewels we hoped to see. We were looking for the jewels used by some one from the twentieth century at least. We started to walk. Did I say walk? I meant hike, perhaps march -- a forced march to find a way out. Which ultimately became a bus ride to the new Globe Theater. To our dismay they were sold out out the day after we leave London. With no theater options available, we opted to eat again -- at the Swan Theater.
We opted to do the guided tour of the Tower with one of the Beef Eaters. This was a great choice. He was an excellent example of British wit and historical knowledge. He played the crowd like a five string banjo. We saw the major high points of the attraction: the traitors gate, the white tower, the chapel, and the crown jewels. The crown jewels while interesting were not the jewels we hoped to see. We were looking for the jewels used by some one from the twentieth century at least. We started to walk. Did I say walk? I meant hike, perhaps march -- a forced march to find a way out. Which ultimately became a bus ride to the new Globe Theater. To our dismay they were sold out out the day after we leave London. With no theater options available, we opted to eat again -- at the Swan Theater.
Following dinner, we grabbed a double-decker to head to the hotel. Only to miss our bus stop and have to walk back. We were truly lost in our own minds -- it turns out they let us our on the side of Waterloo Station that we had never seen! Eventally like all good little lambs we came home dragging our tailes behind us.
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