I still remember the headline of the Metro the morning of Friday 27th July. My eyes filled with the first round of sentimental tears as a red bus rumbled by in the background (just to make the experience a little more authentic). It proclaimed, “Good Morning World, Welcome to Our City, and Your Olympics”. Maybe it was the first time I considered London “my” city. By the end of the Games it certainly was.
I think it is safe to say that every single Londoner, was, for a brief two weeks, caught up in the olympic spirit (before a swift return to the staple moaning and groaning). The papers were scathing about the Olympic Games, the Transport For London posters were menacing with their warnings, and it was safe to say that at least every second person considered vacating the city for the Games. Those who stayed (most people: empty threats), were given a treat. Weeks full of summer street parties, miles of bunting, hundreds of thousands of British flags, and a unified pride for Team GB characterised the city, and there were smiles on the face of every otherwise-miserable-sod! Continue reading “London Olympics”
After two days of tired eyes, confused minds and weary bodies who were doing their best to adjust to a new time frame we felt it was time to head into London Town. You couldn’t have asked for a better day. It was a barmy 22 degrees and the sun was on good behaviour and giving its best for our first big day trip.
We started our journey in from St Alban’s (up North) and caught the over-land train which goes at about 5000km/h and in a blink-of-an-eye you have arrived at the famous Kings Cross Station. There are screens upon screens of information, hundreds of different transport choices to take, announcements being given in an array of languages and a thick blanket of people who are all busily rushing around with their swinging briefcases and coffee in hand. Now, just a side note on the coffee, I tried one in the station… Oh dear. Fatal error. Let’s just say that I didn’t finish the coffee…
Our next introduction was to the depths of the underground and the famous London Tube. I am pleased to announce that as we signed up for our Oyster Card (transport card) we were given a limited edition Wills & Kate Royal Wedding transport card. Although it holds no monetary value we hope to not lose this precious memento which will always remind us of when we arrived in London.
Down we went into the London Underground and after Continue reading “A trip into London town”
So we have arrived in London on the 1st May, to sunny London may I add. It’s not hard to fall in love with a place that has had beautiful sunshine for our first week. The flight was awful so it gets no more attention or airtime than just a simple mention. It got us here.
The incredibly long group email is a thing of the past and thus we will be using this blog as the main way for us to share our travels and journey’s whilst over here in the Motherland. Sometimes it will be me writing and sometimes Lauren. We will keep the posts flowing…
So after the flight from hell we were greeted at Heathrow Airport by the never aging Iain McKern (Buncle Lemon). So so great to see a familiar face when arriving to a foreign land! We jumped in the car and our weary bodies slumped into the seats as we drove back to the town that the Mckern’s call home, St Albans. Continue reading “Hello United Kingdom!”