Here I am in London, blogging from my phone on a coach bus that has wifi. But the real miracle here is not modern technology, but the fact that I have figured out how to do all this.
Jenesey and I arrived in London on Thursday morning at 6:25am and headed right to the hotel. Our room wasn’t ready, but we dropped off our bags and hopped on the underground (mind the gap) to the the expo. By the time this photo was taken I had been awake for about 24 hours (there were a couple short airplane naps in there):
We didn’t spend much time at the expo. We were tired. We wanted to eat, nap, and start exploring the city.
I bought a London marathon jacket. Did you know that the jackets are identical to the Boston Marathon jacket from last week? Does anyone know… Is this the case every year? Either way, now I can be twinsies with all the Boston runners (my jacket does say “London marathon”).
After the expo, a train ride back to our hotel, and a bite to eat, our room was ready and we were ready for a nap. So that’s what we did. I set my timer for 1 hr 30 min and sleep like I was knocked unconscious. It felt good. When we woke up, we got tickets for a double decker tour bus, and rode all over London and saw everything. We were on the bus a long time, but the tour guide was so nice (and pretty hilarious.) Also, it was cold! And everyone we spoke to mentioned that snow was predicted for race day. Uh whaaaaaa?
After the tour, more food, and a cab ride to Regency Street shopping, but sadly, everything was already closing- boo. We ate at a cute little restaurant off Regency Street and the food was delicious- we both ordered a flatbread with chicken, avocado, and balsamic glaze. After our bellies were full, we went back to the hotel for a proper night’s sleep.
We decided (after the tour) that the Tower of London was not to be missed, so we put that on the agenda for the next day.
Also, guess what I forgot? Hair ties. Keep in mind I go through about 18 a day and my ponytails require at least two. I am in London with the lone hair tie that was on my wrist when I boarded the airplane. It’s almost split, so say a little prayer for my lone hair tie.
Next up: Day 2.