On a Saturday where I was going to be spending the day looking at the Queen's dresses on display at Buckingham Palace, I ended up in Greenwich eating a traditional English Pie!!!
Meet up with Lou and Liv (LL), my tour guidesses (is that a word?)outside Green Park tube station around 11:00am. As I get out of the tube i have no idea who I am looking, as I have never met Lou - a friend of a friend of a friend, so i just look for a pair of women. Luckily she calls right as i get off the tube and are able to pick me out before i picked them out (and also before I embarrass myself by approaching any pair of women in the street!)
So we start our walk to the Palace through Green Park and start to get to know each other - Lou reveals that she is hungover after an unexpected drunken night. Already I know we will get along just fine...(even though earlier in the week she did insult me by telling me the sport I have played since i was 5 is "rubbish" and a sport played by "thugs")
So we get to Buckingham Palace and queue up(in American that means wait in line) to get into the Palace. After waiting about 5 mins we find out that the tix we are to buy are only for a 3pm entry. Given that its barely noon, we decide a change of plans is in order.
After short deliberation, we decide to walk through St. James' Park toward Westminster and take a boat ride to Greenwich (not the one in CT, but rather this one The Original Greenwich).
The boat ride is great, giving a great view of many of London's attractions from a unique point of view from the River Thames. The ride concludes with a stop at the Famous Greenwich pier where the Ship Cutty Sark)resides. This place called Greenwich is also where I experienced my first truly English meal. After Liv nearly fainted seeing the Pie house, i figured i owed it to her to try it. After all, I have a few food items that i am just as passionate it about and also try to push onto other - buffalo tenders for instance. At that point I knew Liv and I would get along great. And although, I did pass on the even more English authentic eels offered, I did take advantage of the Chicken and Mushroom pie with Mash. And yes, it tastes as good as it sounds, DELICIOUS, surprisingly enough my friends...
After eating, we then head up to the Observatory from where all time is measured. Yes Greenwich Mean time. Up on the hill there provides a spectacular view of the City and river. We chill there for a while before heading back to the City.
My night consisted of cooking dinner and crashing by 10 pm, while LL both had party nights...Am i getting old?!
Pics from the day below....
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