Basically, for the next two years, this blog is gonna be blowin up with half assed photography. If you hate my photography or my kids or the United Kingdom and surrounding areas of Europe, you should probably just steer clear.
If you love all of the above and you want MORE PICTURES MORE MORE MORE, then you, my friend, have come to the right place.
I'll just jump right in. We got up early (for me, this means eight...) but even still, we missed the bus right outside our house and so we walked to the subway station in town. Honestly, it was miserable and the worst part of my day. My camera bag was too heavy, the kids kept falling in the ice, and I just KNEW it was a bad omen, a horrible sign of how our day was going to go. There may have been a few tears. I may have begged Nick to just turn around and cancel.
What can I say, the therapy lamp is helping, but I'm still a TAD overwhelmed.
Anyway, we made it to the station and after I fell down the stairs while carrying Warren, who was understandably terrified by that experience, everything else was smooth sailing. I knew we were close to London here in Northwood, but I didn't really understand just HOW close we were. We rode the first train for a while, but probably not more than maybe thirty minutes (please realize that I have no concept of time, so I made that up. It was enough time to check facebook and instagram and read two posts on my google reader, but that's it. So it seemed pretty short) then we transferred at Baker Street (how cool is THAT?!?!) and it wasn't more than ten more minutes and we got off at the Waterloo station, right by the Eye!! So, two trains, less than an hour, from my door to the heart of the city.
My life is so ficking cool!!
We rode the London Eye. Even typing it out, I can't believe it actually happened. I'm terrified of heights, so we didn't do it on our honeymoon (I'm serious, TERRIFIED. I had to literally get up and walk out of the theater at the new Mission Impossible movie when he was scaling that building in the UAE <is that where it was?> ) but I just said fuck that, you HAVE to do it, and I did!! And it wasn't bad. The worst was the very beginning and the very end, other than that, it seemed fake, like there was no way we could REALLY be up that high, so it didn't bother me AT ALL. I panicked every time a kid got close to the door, but Nick handled that and it was fine. So cool!!
After that ball of awesomeness, we headed over the Westminster Bridge for lunch.
If you follow me on instagram, you know that we found the cutest little place to eat, but EVERY SINGLE PATRON in the place was staring at us!!! The kids weren't being ill-behaved AT ALL, they were hungry and we'd had a pretty good hike, so they were just sitting there shoveling food into their mouths. It's like no one had ever seen a big family before!! And we're not even THAT big!! It was weird. But the food was really good. Like REALLY good. Or maybe I was just really hungry. Either way.
After that, we went to Westminster Abbey, but decided not to go in. Maybe next time.
From there, we walked through St. James' Park (so adorable, by the way) to the Palace.
Y'all. I had to do a side by side. Ten years ago on our honeymoon, versus ten years and four kids later.
I don't know whether to laugh or cry. So I'm doing both. How could our lives change so much, but so much stayed the same? I can say that I'm just as in love- nay, MORE in love- with that man as I was ten years ago, standing in the freezing cold on my honeymoon.
After that, we trucked it up to Trafalgar Square. I don't know why, but Ava was OBSESSED with Trafalgar. Like, seriously. She read about it in Katie Goes to London, and she hasn't stopped talking about it since. I think it lived up to her (strange little) expectations. She obviously would have been more excited if the lion had come to life and taken her on a tour...
However, the kids were pretty beat, even after a relatively short day, as far as sightseeing is concerned. We asked some dude to take our picture before we headed underground, and he was nice enough to do it...but he just ignored the girls. Kinda strange, right? Whatever.