London: Day 2

My day in London was very eventful! It started out with getting up very early (at 6 O’Clock AM) because I couldn’t sleep. The Bulgarian women came with me again and we decided to start our day of exploration together! First, we walked back to Westminster Abby and looke around that part off town. That was follwed by a long walk to Buckingham Place. Onour way their, we encountered a large group, or should I say colonization, of birds, which included various speciecs of ducks, geese, and pigeons. We stopped at a bench that was positioned in the sunlight ddue to the fact that mid June mornings in London can be quite brisk, and ate a little breakfast which consited of very dry olive bread from Bulgaria tht the girl had brought with her. She offered me some yesterday aswell and ,not know then that it tasted like shit, I took a slice. This morning was different though. She offed me some, and not wanting to be rude, took it, after all, I hadn’t had breakfast yet and I was hungry. Well, let me just say that eating Bulgarian bread as dry as a dessert, which is a day old, with no water to drink, is not a good idea! Because it tasted like stale shit, I thought, “hmmm, people sitting in a park surrounded by birds…this is the ideal moment to dicreetly dispose of this bread that I so much despised!” I started out by tearing off small crumb sized pieces of bread and trowing them to the ducks. I had to start off small, otherwise she might have though I didn’t ;like the bread, and I certainly didn’t want to hurt her feelsing. Naaturally, I kept munching on the olive flavored sand and finally she she started throwing little bread bits to the birds. Then I started acting like I thought they were the cutest little animals I had ever seen, and gradually continued increasing the sizes of the break chunks. A few minutes went by, and befor I knew it, the sandy bread was gone. Now, you tell me, is that not cleaver, or is that not cleaver??? I know, I’m a genius!…at least I thought so until she asked, “did you even eat a bite of that bread?” At that remark, all I could do was smile say, “yeah”. Oh yes, befor I forget, I saw a duck that had a blond Afro! What an oddity! I took a picture too!
I digress. Shortly after the park, we arrived at the Palace, which I honestly was not completely impressed with. It didn’t look as grand as I had expected it to look, after all, the Queen does live their! (at least I think so). The gates Leading to it we absolutely stunning though. It must have been the family crest plated with a golden coat. My mouth was extreamy dry at that point in time, so as we passed a backery, we stopped and got some water. When I got to the register, the man behind the counter asked me if that was all. I relied with a “yes, just the water”. Then he went on to mimick me and say “just the WADER”. Then heasked where I was from and I told him, and he forgve me. Apparently the Brits think american accents sound like retards! I guess I should have said “WOTA”! We continued our “Journey Of London Discovery” by going in the underground and ridinf to London Brisge. It was plain, but we slowly made our way to Tower Bridge (believe that’s what its called). Now that bridge is an Architural masterpiece. It has such asthetic beauty, even though it is just a bridge. London had so many randomly placed statues of elephants. Its like apples in NYC and Pandas in Washington D.C. But they have way, way, way, way more then any of those cities. Each has a different design, and I take pictures pf almost all I see. After that, b]we walked passed the Tower of London. The Bulgarian wanted to look inside, but it was cold, so I convinced her to go somewhere else. She really wanted to go to the Royal Observatory, so we hopped on the underground, and went their. By this time, my legs wer quite sore, and as we approached the destination, I Wave of fatigue ran through my body. On top of a hugmungus hill, their sat the little observatory! We took a break, sat on a brench, and guess what Ms. Bulgaria pulled out of her backpack?!?!?! Two more olive Bread Slices. GAAAG! Do you want some? She asked in a pleasant voice. “umm, im not really hungry, but thanks”, I repied. “But we didn’t have any breakfast, not did we have lunch. You must be hungry.” Yes, I was hungry, but not that that stuff, get it aw2ay from me, please!!! “No, im not really hungry” I told her. “Come on, you must have some, you must be hungry, here, take one.” “OK”, I gave in, “But im not very hungly, so ill only take a little. “no,no, you must take more”. I REFUSED. We got to the observatory and the view was splendid. You could see much of the city in the far distance ahead. When we gpt back to the Underground, I had a bit of a problem with my Oyster card, but after several minutes, I figured out how to add more money. We came back, got lost, found a place to eat, and then Went back to the hostel. I did not mention that we got lost about 10 times, and walked about 5 miles, literally, just because we were lost or misguided. One time a Older British man came up to us and helped us find our way to Victoria Underground. Back at the hostel, I showered, and went our alone and explored the Piccadilly circus area and came back. I just took about 30-45 minutes writing this, so I hope you enjoy it! Hope all are doing well! (im aware there are many errors in this entry, but I’ll fix them later, I don’t feel like doing it right now, but I imagine you guys wont want to wait for me tp proofread and spellcheck). XOXO, Sas <3