Ok, I am horrible with this blog. It's been 10 days since I have posted anything, I am sorry. In my defense, I've been refraining from posting because no one really wants to read a blog that describes amazing things I am doing in London without pictures, right? Thank you for understanding.
The reason why I have no pictures of my adventures in London is because my camera charger decided it didn't want to recharge. :( So I will have to go purchase a camera or a battery charger soon so that I can have a recollection of pictures as proof that I was actually here. I don't want to get to 90 years of age and not remember where I was when I was 20.
Anyway, I will give you a small recap of the national treasures that I have visited so far in London. I've been to the After visiting the Tower of London, The girls and I went to visit Westminster. We took the tube there, of course, which is right next to none other than BIG BEN, which is connected to the British Parliament! Before we got out of the tube station I could already see it and so I started yelling with excitement. Now, I know that this is very American/touristy of me to do, but I couldn't help myself. Normally I try not to stand out so much, but again, I couldn't help myself. As soon as we stepped outside of the tube, I could see London Eye (which if you are ignorant like and don't know what it is, it's the Ferris Wheel that you see in the movies).
After taking pictures in front of the Big Guy and in front of the London Eye, we headed over to the most beautiful church I have ever set foot in! And. being raised Catholic, I have seen many beautiful churches in my days. There is so much history and so many important historical figures that have set foot in that church, that I couldn't help but to close my eye briefly and imagine myself walking alongside the queens and kings and everyone else that was there centuries ago. It's such an overwhelming feeling that I cannot describe. No words can do this magnificent place justice, so I am going to move on.
My next stop was The National Gallery. The National Gallery houses a rich collection of over thousands of paintings dating from the mid-13th century to the late 19th centuries (I believe). I think they may have some exhibits from the early 20th century but I am not certain and I am too lazy to check at this time. Sorry. Anyway, I won't go into detail about the paintings I liked because I can write a novel and this post is already turning into one. I will say that I loved just about every painting that I saw there. One that resonates in my mind, however, is a painting of a bunch of paintings that were at the Gallery. They were on display in some room and I remember looking closely at the painting and recognizing some of them. Again, it was just an incredible feeling to see that someone had "taken" a picture of all those paintings centuries ago, and now I was cruising through the galleries. I will say that I am excited to return to the National Gallery, especially since it's free admission.
Up next, a recap of my night paintin' the town red. AKA, clubbing/bar/pub nights! Woot Woot and some pictures for you.
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