Wanderings in London

Welcome to Sherlock's violin! Isn't it a bit weird that we went to a museum for an imaginary person with things that someone imagined he would own? It was delightful anyway. Andrew bought a full copy of the stories. 

Monday morning, we ventured to the Victoria & Albert Museum in South Kensington. They had many displays large and small. This one was simply epic!

I will have to learn at some point how to read this, just for the sake of knowing

The courtyard offered a perfect spot for picnic lunch, and the hydrangeas were glorious. We also watched a child chasing pigeons as if he were a tiger, but did not manage to document that gem of a moment. Pigeons are funny birds to watch, bobbing their heads in unison while they walk along.

At this point, our day became far more hectic--as we attempted to find the finish line for the Tour de France. We ended up at a spot just past the finish line, heard the crowd go crazy, and watched some interviews. The cars carrying the extra bicycles were legitimate convoy a few minutes long.

Even though we didn't see the glorious moment, it was fun to be there, and Andrew and Nigel have a history of watching the Tour de France together, as well as drooling over bicycles and going for epic rides. We said goodbye to Nigel and Laura the next morning, and felt a little lost because we don't officially have plans to see them again, and we don't live near each other. But we didn't get to linger long on that thought, because we needed to pack up, clean the place, and move to our next spot of residence on Battersea Park Road. I wish I could forget how long it took us to get there, but it was at this point that we learned about National Rail, which is a different network, but is connected to the subway... Because the nearest underground stop was a 45 minute walk away... We hurriedly borrowed an ironing board, got changed, and went to the Savoy Grill for dinner, followed by Dirty Rotton Scoundrels at the theatre. It was nice to actually sit for an evening, but also be entertained by such quality actors and dancers. The food tasted great, and it was fun to be in such a fancy place, but everything was very salty! Or sweet. I suppose that's how the English do it.