London (from what I remember)

Tuesday
This was our main day to explore London. We had a guided tour that took us through Hyde Park and up to Buckingham Palace where the queen was going to leave to open Parliament for the coming session. There were crowds of people there waiting to see her and since I’m super tall with long arms and boney elbows I was able to get the best pictures of the procession.


Next the tour took us to the Tower of London… oooo sooooo scary. Not really. We didn’t go through it though, instead we went to lunch because we were starving! But I know what you are thinking at this point, “I don’t care about your tour tell me about going out.” If you aren’t you should be cause that is the most fun part of the day! First off, interesting fact: Pepper Spray is illegal in the UK. HMMMM who knew? Not me and not Ron because he bought me some for safety and at the first club we went to they took it from me telling me I could get arrested for carrying it. But the cover for the club was 3 quid so it was cheap enough to off set my loss. The club itself was on the 5th floor of this building so we hike it up there and it is almost empty, for now. I ask the bartender for a four horsemen, of course, and he informs me he has no idea what I’m talking about, and they didn’t have goldschlager. So, I ask for the most alcoholic shot…. The man tries to give me pure everclear. WHAT?! No. SO I mix it with a small coke Ha HA HA. Great first drink though, I was dancing immediately and never stopped. The place got jam-packed and plenty of people wanted to dance with our awesome group. If I were to stereotype citizens from the countries where people were from that we met I would describe each as the following: Irish- Annoying in general, Canadians- Very pushy and horrible dancers, France- Only nice if you suck up, Columbian- Great dancers and not handsy, English- Perfect gentlemen. But lets be real those are far from accurate, although Dave might disagree, thinking Englishmen are all gentlemen ☺. The club closed at 3 and we were going to go to one that closed at 7am next but it wasn’t within walking distance and we changed our mind and went home. Salima and I stayed up until 6 laughing and creating a ruckus in our room, reception called to rein my laugh into a meager giggle. I don’t have pictures from that night but Kristina Wilson does and they might make it to facebook if appropriate.