Early Saturday morning we woke to drive about 2 1/2 hours toward the English Channel. We were headed to London, England and the only thing in our way was the water. How in the world people ever thought to dig a tunnel under the water is beyond my comprehension, but they did. I need to look into the history of this because it still amazes me.
Our train departed France on this side of the seas at 8:50 with our cars in tow. We simply drove to the site, displayed our passports for stamping, and followed the other cars into a loading area. The train was visible from the outside before we loaded. As we boarded, it seemed as if we were driving into a contraption which was a mix between a parking garage and subway train without seats.
Our train departed France on this side of the seas at 8:50 with our cars in tow. We simply drove to the site, displayed our passports for stamping, and followed the other cars into a loading area. The train was visible from the outside before we loaded. As we boarded, it seemed as if we were driving into a contraption which was a mix between a parking garage and subway train without seats.
The ramp leading up into the train (above). Parked and ready to go (below).
We drove to London then (mind you - on the other side of the road) with my armpits sweating like bullets! K was in the car ahead of me with my dad and the TomTom. My mom and I were following with the two kids who happened to be rehearsing a french song from the radio of their school bus (over and over again). I'm still hoping it wasn't a crazy love song since I have no clue what the words are and they belt it out wherever we go. I haven't noticed any stares yet from french speakers, but hopefully the language is clean.I breathed a huge sigh of relief as we pulled up to our hotel about an hour later. So far, no wrecks. We took a stroll outside and found flower petals - nature's confetti.
You can't go to London without a ride on a famous red double decker bus. We basked in the sun as we took in the sites (I was particulary glad I wasn't behind the wheel.) while J sneaked in a nap only to wake about a half hour later proud of the drool on her daddy's knee from her heavy snooze.
The Tower of London was our first stop of the day. We enjoyed the tour and juicy stories of beheadings from the Beefeaters (guides). Mom and I gauked at the crown jewels and other valuables displayed inside before we laughed at Henry VIII's growing sizes of armor as he had aged.
You can't go to London without a ride on a famous red double decker bus. We basked in the sun as we took in the sites (I was particulary glad I wasn't behind the wheel.) while J sneaked in a nap only to wake about a half hour later proud of the drool on her daddy's knee from her heavy snooze.
The Tower of London was our first stop of the day. We enjoyed the tour and juicy stories of beheadings from the Beefeaters (guides). Mom and I gauked at the crown jewels and other valuables displayed inside before we laughed at Henry VIII's growing sizes of armor as he had aged.R's classmates had talked about riding the London Eye, so of course we had to ride that as well. The view from the top is a total of 25 miles on a clear day. This is Big Ben and Parliament from our view inside the Eye.
Sunday morning we drove through downtown London (I think I can do anything now.) surrounded by beautiful buildings, to arrive at Windsor Castle where Queen Elizabeth retreats.
Think these two could defend the castle from attack? 
We witnessed the changing of the guards where one guard makes sure there aren't any stray fuzzies on the uniform of his buddy.
Looks good to us!
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