11.21.2013 - 11.21.2013
We were once again up early for our 9:45a train from Liverpool to London. After sharing a bacon and egg sandwich with HP sauce and a side of hashbrowns at the hotel restaurant, we stepped outside to wait for our taxi. The night before, I arranged for a car to take us to the train station. The front desk person told us it might be difficult to hail a taxi in the morning. So we waited....and waited...and waited. I started getting irritated and went inside to ask at the front desk about the car. The woman on duty called the car service who said they were on their way. We waited some more. I got more irritated. She called again. Again they said they were on their way. It was getting late and I was worried we were going to miss our train. Finally, we see the car coming down the street. The jerk doesn't stop. He drives right by. By now, I've had enough. I yell at Mike to grab the luggage and we walked down to the corner to a larger intersection. Just a few feet away is a taxi stand with a line of taxis. I was furious. It's obvious to me now that the hotel and the car service have some sort of mutual agreement or they wouldn't have told me it was difficult to get a taxi. By now we only have 20 minutes to make our train. We flagged a taxi and explained the situation. He did an awesome job of getting us there. We made our train with only a couple of minutes to spare. Our reserved tickets were once again for the quiet car but Mike was not having that! We ditched it and went to a regular car where we could talk without fear of dirty looks.
About two hours later we arrived at London's Euston Station where we had left from just three days earlier.
We were welcomed by the usual train station welcoming committee.
We purchased our seven day travelcards, good on the tube and buses, then lugged our bags over to the tube station where we hopped on the Jubilee line to make our way to Bermondsey station. We were heading to our apartment where we'd be spending the next six nights. After a fairly short ride, we arrived at Bermondsey, and set off on the "short" walk with our bags. It actually was a fairly short walk to our apartment but after all of the travelling and then having to deal with hauling bags over uneven streets and sidewalks, it seemed to take forever.
We finally arrived at the apartment around 2p. We were staying in the Southwark borough of London, right on the River Thames. I found a great little one-bedroom apartment with fabulous reviews on vrbo. Our hosts, Janet and Peter, were there to greet us and show us around. They gave us some instructions and tips and left us to settle in.
The entryway. The front door is to the left of the red suitcase and the door to the bedroom is to the right.
The bedroom, with an entrance to the terrace.
The living room, with another entrance to the terrace.
The large terrace, with views over the River Thames.
We got things settled and then took off again back to the tube. We wanted to make it over to Borough Market before closing.
And I am so glad we did. What an incredible place! Borough Market has everything - fresh fish, meats, cheeses, fruits, produce, and pretty much anything else you can imagine. There are also tons of homemade meals that you can purchase and eat there or take home. I would love to have a place like this close to home.
Wild pheasant, anyone?
We bought a variety of foods to have a snack-type dinner at home that night then jumped back on the tube for our next destination, the London Eye.
The London Eye is a giant ferris wheel on the South Bank of the Thames River.
At one time it was the world's largest ferris wheel but has now been surpassed by the High Roller in Las Vegas. There are 32 sealed and air-conditioned capsules which hold 25 passengers each. The Eye does not stop for loading/unloading but moves continuously, taking about 30 minutes for a complete rotation. Passengers can move around inside the capsule, taking pictures around all sides.
We got some great pictures of the city sights at night.
It had been a long day and by now, we were exhausted. Mike had even fallen asleep on the Eye! We got back on the tube and made the short ride back to our apartment. I laid out our Borough Market treats for dinner but by the time I was done, Mike was already asleep again.
3 different types of venison sausage, anchovy wrapped olives, plain olives, pepper cheese, French bread, and white truffle oil
So I enjoyed the treats myself, watched "Ocean's Eleven", and caught up on emails home. I feel asleep myself soon after.