The last weekend in London, part one

So, when I last left, I had had a great time in London all by myself, but on Saturday morning, after my epic trip to the post office, I missioned it to Euston Station to meet Tom who had caught a 5am train from Aberystwyth to London to come hang out for the weekend, wooo!

We first went out to sort out tickets to a show for that day, we were kinda planning on going to The Lion King that evening, but we ended up getting cheaper tickets for the afternoon performance. After sorting that out, we headed down to Buckingham Palace to see the Changing of the Guard. I didn't think it would be as popular as it was! I also had no idea what it entailed so I just got really excited when the horses came around haha. We eventually managed to head over to the gate and squizz through and see the guards strutting their stuff, to Star Wars music, I sware! That was fun anyways. Especially when the horse took a big ass poo on the ground right where everyone was crossing the road. It was funny watching people try to avoid it, and it stank really bad!

It was the first time I had ventured down the Mall to Buckingham Palace and it was maaaaagical! Couldn't believe I was seeing it! Tom didn't quite get the amazingness of the moment....lol

FANCY HORSES AND RIDERS

Ze Guards

Tall Black Hat

Magical Moment

Some random who sucks at photo taking

Nawwwwww

After that finished, we were meant to head to the Royal Mews, but we got kinda lost, so instead headed to a pub for lunch.Yummmm, epic Lamb pie! Then we caught a cab to Covent Garden and had a poke around the markets there again, but managed to pick up a few more presents for people which was good.

And then.....LION KING!! WOWZA, what an amazing show!!! The costumes were stunning and the singing was coool, I was totally singing along. I had to wake up Tom a few times during the show, I think it was more due to his 5am train than boredem, well, I hope so anyway!We were sitting in the front row of the balcony, so we either had to lean forward to see over the barrier or lean back and look under it. That was slightly annoying, but we managed. We could see the stage moving from  up so high so that was a good angle to watch from. The cast are so good at playing to the whole theatre, no matter how high up they sit!

Tom's excited theatre going face

I was totes excited

After the Lion King, we were meant to go back to the hotel to drop off some stuff and get changed for dinner etc, but we got sidetracked and headed towards Big Ben and  stuff to have a poke around. It was quite fun. We took some fun pictures around the place, so here we go! We spent a while walking around the Thames trying to take photos of us in  front of the London Eye and even spied another random tourist to take our photo in front of it, another crap photo taker.

The only decent photo we got in front of the eye

I asked Tom to take a photo of me in front of Westminster Abbey, and this is what I got

BIG BEN

The eye from across the bridge

Token London shot

Tom and Me on the  Bridgey thing

THE EYE WATCHES

We headed out to possibly the worst place we could find for dinner, which we didn't realise at the time, it took about 15 minutes for them to take our drinks and entrée orders, and then another 20 minutes for the entrées to arrive, and then 10 minutes for our mains to arrive, by which time Tom had to go and ask where our drinks were, man, it was a nightmare (turns out, I totally got  food poisoning from the restaurant too, but more on THAT one later).

We wanted to go on the London Eye at night so had purposely waited until it was dark enough to do so,  only to turn up and find that it had JUST closed, at 8.30pm. LAME! Seems ridiculously early for such a big tourist attraction to close so early on  a Saturday night. So we headed back to the hotel.

Eventually, once we got back and had a nice cup of tea, we decided that we might go out again for a drink. I was feeling like total crap, really bad pain in my side, but decided to walk it off. Anyway, most of the bars were full and didn't look very inviting so we decided to head back home, only to have me pretty much collapse on the street and throw up in the gutter. Thanks for that, shitty restaurant. Some cops pulled by and asked if I was ok, so Tom left me with them and ran off to get some water to wash it all down the drain (I was lucky not to get anything on me!) , they assumed that I had been drinking and was throwing up from that, guh, stereotypes! We were hoping on a ride back but that failed. Sleep was well needed that night!!