Back to Birmingham, via Melbourne and London
Trip Start May 27, 2010
97Trip End Aug 31, 2011
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Bored of Shepp, it was decided that we would head back to Melbourne and have a bit more of a look around
On Wednesday we made sure our bags were ready to go, and headed in to the city for a bit of a look around, and to cash in our tickets at the Eureka Tower Skydeck for a view of the city from 88 floors up. It was a dark and rainy day, but the clouds looked amazing from that height, and the city did its best to remind me why so many of us love to call it home despite the volatility of the weather. Jacci and Dave had dropped Mum and Geoff at the airport earlier that afternoon, so we met them for sushi in the city and said our farewells. Hopefully I can see them later this year if Dave's visa is successful and they can come over for a visit. Fingers are well and truly crossed.
We boarded our flight, wondering what food we were going to be served on the way back to London, but wondering more about what condition we were going to arrive in at the other end. It was another bumpy flight but we were happy to not have to deal with any screaming babies or irritating passengers. A taxi took us to Steve and Jane's (Phil's uncle and aunt) where I jumped straight in the shower before we walked down to the Red Lion to try and pump some life back into our bodies with some decent food and drink. It didn't work though and we had to head back to the house to partake in a few games of table tennis to do the job
So we met them at the hotel on Friday, where we would spend the next two nights. The tour began at Green Park, walking through to Buckingham Palace. As it happened the changing of the guards was to take place in another 45 minutes, but we decided that there is nothing more boring than a
change of the guards, so we continued walking towards Westminster Abbey. On the way though, we saw a mob of the Queen's guards practising for their change, playing Beatles songs and stomping their feet. It was more entertaining than seeing the actual change at 11.45, and we were happy to have stumbled upon them when not many others had. We arrived at Westminster Abbey where we would walk through and listen to the audio commentary. It's pretty cool in there and I was glad to have finally made the effort to go in and have a look around. Walking along the Thames, we watched the street performers, and then crossed back over the river to have a drink at
the Sherlock Holmes before taking in the Tower of London, Tower Bridge and St Paul's. Gemma met us for dinner, and we were all so tired after a day of exercise that the decision about where to go for dinner was really difficult. We eventually decided on Indian, and found a cosy little restaurant near to the hotel in which to dine.
Saturday was planned to be a little more low key, but turned out to be just as tiring. It started with a visit to the Camden markets, where we all spent a lot of time with our purses out, buying leather jackets (me), hats (Geoff) and presents for others (Mum!)
Paddington, and we were sombre thinking about the person who had taken their life, but pissed off at the same time because we were stranded for such a long time, with no other way of getting home.
Despite the late night we got a decent night's sleep, and spent some time getting ready in the morning, primping and preening, making sure we were presentable enough to be allowed into The Ritz for High Tea. Geoff's suit and hat got us over the line, and we were seated in the Palm Court for morning tea and served champagne, cakes, finger sandwiches and scones