Monday, July 12, 2010

Day 1: Windsor/London, England

Sorry about the delay. There has been a serious lack of free wi-fi in the surrounding area. So! I’ll post updates here to make up for the lack of previous updates.




Hello and good day (and good night. It’s been an incredibly long day. I woke up at 6.00 am on July 6 and didn‘t go to bed until 11.30 pm July 7...). After an incredibly long and boring flight, I have arrived in Heathrow, England! It really doesn’t feel like I’m in another country quite yet. It was incredibly cloudy on the descent and there was a lack of a window seat on my part. But I will say this, restrooms aren’t called restrooms. They’re toilets. That and a few other things are what really set us and them apart. The moment I set foot out of the airport, I saw at least 3 stereotypical English cars. It saw amazing and the coaches we ride in are definitely more comfortable than the planes… after getting on the busses, there wasn’t anything of interest until we got off at Windsor. This is the England I imagined seeing.


 The castle in the background is Windsor Castle. This is where the current queen takes residence. Yes, we did get to go on a tour of the interior, and no, there are no pictures of said interior. Photography and video recording were prohibited inside the castle along with any other place of significance. So there won’t be any pics of anything incredibly expensive, such as the crown jewels, which were simply amazing, by the way.



This is the side of one of the many churches in England. You may see pictures of them and know that they’re large, but you can only get a feeling of how large these things truly are if you visit one. This is another place where we couldn’t take photos inside. It’s an incredibly awe inspiring thing, being in one of these things. Afterward, we got to see the changing of the guard. =P


The changing really wasn’t as exciting as I thought it would be, but it was still rather interesting. The fellow with the sword in the black was barking orders, but he was nothing compared to his oddly hatted counterpart. The fellow in red was so damn serious about it, he almost sounded funny at times. But this is no laughing matter. These men take what they do completely seriously. Most of you should have heard that touching one of the red suited is a bad idea…well, it’s true. I’ve heard quite a few stories from locals. Completely true. If you ever visit England, you don’t want to cross any lines…literally. Most of those fellows have had barriers set up in front of them a couple of years ago. The only one I’ve seen that doesn’t have a barrier is in Windsor. So, after Windsor castle, we went for lunch in Windsor.


There were a whole bunch of little family owned café/diner shops everywhere. This location is just down the street from where I had lunch. I had the best club sandwich in my life at that little shop. Unfortunately, I didn’t take any pics of the place, nor do I remember the name. But I swear to you, this place looked like it used to be a pub. By this time I was completely dead and ready to go to sleep. Alas! We could not sleep for many more hours later. After Windsor, we went to St. Paul’s Cathedral. This church was simply massive. I was waiting for the humbling experience of the Swiss Alps, but this really took the cake so far. In front of the cathedral was a statue of one of the queens. My brain isn’t working at the moment…I think it was elizabeth…don’t rightly remember. It was a long day, and most things didn’t stay in my brain.

After visiting St. Paul’s we crossed a bridge that we only went halfway across. As we returned, more marvelous shots of the cathedral.


 This is my favourite shot…at least one of them. After that, nothing much happened. We came back to the hotel and now we sleep. Farewell until the next time!

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