I actually got my carcass out of bed before noon, got to the right tube station this time, and hightailed it down to St. Martin-in-the-Fields church. Not bad – and surprisingly shorter than I thought it would be.
Also managed to have a muffin and tea down in the Crypt Cafe. My table was actually sitting on someone’s tombstone.
After that, I went to buy my ticket for the Houses of Parliament tour. To kill time until the tour started, I went to a place called The Jewel Tower. It’s a good primer on how British government essentially works, and a good history. It was also a rip-off, at 2.30 GBP. It should have been free.
I then snuck over to Westminster Abbey. Okay. Didn’t expect it to take THAT long. SO many crypts and memorial plaques. And people. (Don’t go if you don’t like large crowds.) But still, it was all right. Got to touch Geoffrey Chaucer’s tomb over at Poet’s Corner and see one of the smaller gardens in the back.
Finally, I went on a tour of the Houses of Parliament. Worth every pound, I think. The only thing that would’ve made it a bit better was if the House was sitting … but then again, we probably wouldn’t have seen as much as we had. And I always thought the actual House of Commons was bigger.
After a late lunch, took a long walk up Charing Cross Road … took in the sights, had my first Hare Krishna sighting, went through Soho (kinda, briefly), and up along Tottenham Court Road.
I pretty much tired myself out enough to catch a snooze on the tube back (and not miss my stop).
We’ll see what’s next.