Day #58

Our day started bright and early again! Because our hotel check out was at 10am, we had to bring all of our bags with us today. We began our pilgrimage to White Hart Stadium via the tube, but then got some bad advice that took us on a half hour train ride out of our way. Fortunately we were able to get back, and then (possibly because of our newfound distrust of public transportation) we proceeded to walk the 40 minutes to the stadium. Now remember, readers, we still have our bags. And it's drizzling. But we were determined and we saw our journey through to the end! Chaucer, there's a tale for you to add to your book. Tired but happy, we finally made it to our destination.

After another long walk back (during which we stopped for pasties (different from pastries) and coffee), we ventured off to Big Ben and the House of Parliament to complete our tourist locations. We walked out of Westminster station, apparently did not look directly to our left, and proceeded to walk in the opposite direction of Big Ben while grumbling about how hard it was to find. Needless to say, when we realized the error of our ways we took pictures making fun of our own mistake.

Caption: where's Big Ben?

We walked across the bridge and saw the sights from the other side of the Thames before heading to our last destination: Shakespeare's Globe. We found it just in time for a tour and got to touch were they filmed the Shakespeare episode of Doctoe Who in season 3. Friends, I can now saw with certainh that I have been in the same place as David Tennant.

Clearly my selfie game is getting weaker and weaker as I get less and less of my face in these pictures.

Before catching our bus back to Canterbury, we grabbed dinner at a pub called The Shakespeare (appropriately named) where my dad had his first authentic fish and chips of the trip! He was very excited.

I am glad to report that you can comfortably stand in the bathroom at the hotel in Canterbury, unlike the hotel in London. Also, the shower does not overlap the space where your legs should be while sitting on the toilet. These are both good things. Very good things.

Although London is wonderful and we had a great time (the joints in my legs don't necessarily agree after carrying my bag around all day, but that's just because I guess I am actually a 75 year old woman), I am happy to be back in Canterbury. I'm glad to be studying in a quaint little town with such an authentic English feeling rather than such a bustling city. Also, you really can't beat the sight of the cathedral at night.