I’m exhausted. I haven’t slept at all. To get over jet-lag you shouldn’t sleep until you’re supposed to. Well, I’m golden there.
I found where I’m staying and deposited my luggage. (It is the practical definition of a hole in the wall. But I’m not planning on settling in.) Then, despite a brain that is barely working, I’m off to do sightseeing. There is a roving fleet of buses that you can get a one-day pass for and they will take you to the tourist spots around London. I could have planned it better though, (Brain not working.) because I spent far too long around the Westminster area. I got there too early for a reservation for the London Eye and ended up wasting time looking at architecture. I will admit jealousy of the tourists who come as couples. They get to appear in their photographs posing with bobbies, scotsmen, and holding up the clock tower. Me? I got buildings.
The Eye was nice. There is a great view, which let me see all I’m going to of Buckingham palace. But I must confess I looked too much at how it was working. It’s like a slow moving amusement park ride. You even get to buy a souvenir picture of your capsule.
When that was over I wandered to the boat docks and took a cruise that came with the bus tour. (I should have done it earlier.) The tour guide was a little boring at the start (at least I think he was; I started nodding off.) There were interesting things to see, I don’t know if I got good pictures; My camera lens looks smudged.
I’ll clean it tonight and then finally get to sleep. I have to be up early tomorrow to get to Amsterdam.
The jet-lag is working in my favor.
But I am regretting I can’t take in some theatre. I’ve seen adverts for Spamalot and Wicked. I’d like to see both, but I’m in town so briefly I can’t see either.
I think I need to come back.