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Monday, February 8, 2010

Londres: Part Three- And oh, what an end!

Day Three: 

One of my goals of the trip was to visit a castle in England, and on the third day we made it happen! We left for Windsor Castle in Berkshire via train in on Saturday morning to visit the Queen's favorite vacation home and oldest and largest occupied castle. The castle was amazing, with the Queen's Doll House (a mini replica of the Buckingham Palace with working lights and plumbing!), the State Apartments, the drawing gallery (that contained sketches from DaVinci himself!), and more. St. George's Chapel was definitely a step back in time, having been built in the 14th century...

After having lunch at "Eat" again, we headed back to Paddington Station. Unluckily, however, our train was a bit delayed due to someone being hit (and killed) by the train at another station! They kept mentioning a fatality on the announcement... pretty gruesome. 

From Paddington Station, we took the "tube" (we were getting pretty used to the Underground by that time) to Platform 9 3/4- a destination that Kelly was dying to visit, just to feel a bit closer to Harry. When we arrived, the guard pointed us to the platform (just a wall off to the side... nothing too special, sadly) without us even having to ask the direction. I'm guessing the whole muggle thing prevented us from entering... :(

After the photo-op, we went to yet another- the famous Abbey Road. We got there just in time before the sky was too dark- and had to fight a crowd of people that was trying to get the same re-created Beatles album cover picture as we were. Ours wasn't perfect, but eh. What can you do.

This was the night that the girls and I decided to go out, figuring that we should enjoy the London nightlife for one night at least. We took a short siesta, or nap I guess since we were in England, got dinner at a "pizzeria" (really a Persian restaurant... let's just say the pizza was interesting), and got ready to go out. Jacklyn's friend was nice enough to meet up with us at a bar/club that she knew of called the "Electric Showroom" on Old Street. The bar was nice- bigger than the bars in Spain- and it was a relief to speak English. We met some interesting people that night, including an Australian who thought Nina was a cheerleader and was therefore "his favorite", and an Irish guy who thought I was, quote, "too beautiful to talk to". I think he had his drunk goggles on ;). It was a really fun night... until the walk back. The bus system is so hard to figure out, so we braved the streets. The rain put a damper on our spirits, and there was a point where I said the famous London 2010 quote, "I hate London! I spit on the Marble Arch!". Yes, that happened. 

Funny quotes from the night (a selection):
  • "I just said 'sorray' to someone in the bathroom!"-- Nina at the bar. It's hard not to speak in a British accent there.
  • "Maybe it's because you look like bubbies!"-- Ruby, a lady from the bar who said we look like babies and that's the reason we couldn't get the bartender's attention :(
  • "You're so small!", bends down, "Kiss my nose!"-- A guy to Kelly (she's small...). She said no.
Day Four: The never-ending day:

In the morning, we THOUGHT we had enough time to go to the Camden Stables Market, so we did. The market was really cool, and I got a silver ring that looks like a feather. PS- LONDON IS FREEZING. 

Anyways... so synopsis of the failure to return back to Bilbao that day:
  • The bus was an hour late, and we were stuck in traffic on the way to Stansted.
  • We arrived with 10 minutes to board. As you can gather, we didn't make it.
  • Couldn't find another flight, or convince the airline to give us a refund. Had to buy another ticket for the following day, at the same time.
  • Slept in the airport. FREEZING. I wrapped my entire body in clothes. The lady next to me didn't even know I was a person until I moved.
  • The day wasn't all that bad... mainly just read "A Thousand Splendid Suns" and talked.
  • Made it back to Bilbao!!!! I seriously must be cursed when it comes to flying.
"Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it, let's do itttt.... again"

1 comments:

William Marsh says:
at: February 8, 2010 at 9:40 PM said...

Hey Kate! You're doing it right, gal. Live it up! Love your blog, love the pictures, especially Londres at night. I hope you're still considering Germany. See you on Skype.

Love, Opa

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