Livin’ it up in London!

Livin’ it up in London!

My ten days in London were such a whirlwind that I haven’t even had time to post. I enjoyed the London area more than I even expected to and had a delightful time there. Cat-sitting in exchange for an apartment meant I could afford tickets to the Globe to see a Shakespeare play, and Craig took me to an exquisite performance of La Traviata at the Royal Opera.

I wish I’d gotten pictures of the Victorian rooftops that were constantly on view from the train. They made me think of Charles Dickens, but mostly they made me think of this:


The taxis — and double decker buses — scream LONDON!
The gate outside Buckingham Palace. Imagine living with crowds like this around your house at all times. Wow.
Buckingham Palace
The most beautiful park across from the palace.
Never got to ride in that giant ferris wheel, but it’s on the short list for my next London visit.
The obligatory guard photo. Poor guy.
Some of these have been refitted for internet access, apparently!
Eating a scone at the foot of Big Ben when it started chiming is like a flower pressed in my memory book.
The English countryside is absolutely magical — literally! This is my friend Charlotte’s lane, rich with magical lore.
Charlotte took me into the woods to see this carpet of English bluebells. Extraordinary! Odd how much it reminded me of home, though. This is so like the woods I grew up in.
Part of the charming garden at Charlotte’s house.
Charlotte and I setting out in her adorable car.
The Henry VIII pub near Ann Boleyn’s castle.
Hever Castle, where Ann Boleyn lived before she married Henry VIII.. I wish I could have photographed the interior for you, but it wasn’t allowed.
One of the extensive gardens surrounding the castle. Locals come here to stroll, and for family events.
My favorite of the lush gardens on the castle grounds.
Little boys playing with toy swords in the castle garden.
We visited this sweet English village for a quick snack.
Exterior of Shakespeare’s Globe Theater, reconstructed. It has a thatch roof and no glass in the windows.
The only Shakespeare play I could get good seats for on short notice was Titus Andronicus, his goriest horror-show. I will forever think of it as “Silence of the Lambicus.”
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Inside the theater, waiting for the show to start (no photos allowed during).
I don’t care for this as a portrait of myself, but you can really get the feel for the theater here! It’s a great place to drink a pint of ale and stomp the floorboards when the action gets going.



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I'm a nomadic freelance writer, out enjoying the world!


  • Rita

    April 28, 2014 at 1:03 pm

    For awhile there I thought you were driving Charlotte’s car, than the light went on. Enjoying your “Soul of a Journey”.

  • Lauren

    April 29, 2014 at 3:30 am

    We made that mistake all the time! Cars driving by, with the ‘driver’ texting with both hands… whaaaat? Ohh. Yeah.

    Riding in the car was very weird at first. I felt like we were in the oncoming lane and every curve felt like impending death. I got over it in about 5-10 minutes, but it was quite intense at first!

  • Kristy

    April 29, 2014 at 1:09 pm

    What a wonderful trip! Another item to add you your list of fabulous adventures!!