Canadian Girl 77
Hoping for some pixie dust
- Joined
- Oct 2, 2007
March 14
I woke up before my alarm went off. DH and DD stayed and slept in while I took a taxi to the train station. The message had been from King’s Cross, so I headed there. I found the lost items area with a little help from Information. The man there looked for me. He couldn’t find it! I had him listen to the message on my voicemail. He looked again. We were both bewildered. I was verging on panic again. He suggested I go over the lost items at St. Pancreas station (they are next to each other). So, that is what I did.
Our passports were at St. Pancreas. I was so relieved when they handed me the pink pouch. Normally, you’re supposed to pay to get back a lost item, but he told me it was on the house. Thank you, kind man!
I took a taxi back to our hotel. Making sure our passports were locked tightly in my purse.
I was back at hotel by 9 a.m. Our stay included a complimentary hotel breakfast. So, we went and ate. The buffet was plentiful. Lots of options. It was nice.
After filing our bellies, we headed off. We took the tube to the Globe Theatre. We found the tube perfectly all right. Even made it to our stop without incident. I just had a little trouble navigating from the station to the theatre. So, we got a lot of exercise. Eventually we made it to the theatre. Just in time for the rain to start!
We took the tour. It was quite awesome. We all thoroughly enjoyed it. After the tour, we spent a few pounds in the gift shop. Kid wanted a t-shirt and some Shakespeare manga books. DH wanted the Deadpool Shakespeare book. I was still so relieved that I didn’t have to spend the day at the Canadian consulate that I let them get whatever they wanted.
We decided to have afternoon tea at The Swan. It’s attached to the theatre. I am not a fan of tea or coffee. Honestly, it always just tastes like dirty water to me. But, I figured we needed to get the full English experience. We ended up getting one traditional English tea and two Gentleman’s afternoon teas. The food was great. Way too much for the three of us. I am glad that we got the Gentleman’s tea. We needed a little more substance. I also discovered that if you add sugar to the tea then it tastes like sweet dirty water. That is much more palatable.
It was beautiful when we went back outside.
We decided to take the tube to the Doctor Who store and museum. It took a long, long time to get there. And it was not worth it. We didn’t buy anything. There was nothing we haven’t seen in every other comic book store. I didn’t go in the museum because they insisted I would have to leave my purse at the counter. Since the owner was hardly behind the counter and there were a fair number of people in the crowded store I declined. If they can’t trust me to do in their museum with my purse, why would I trust them with my purse containing all my money, credit cards and ID. Our passports were locked in our hotel rooms safe. DH and DD didn’t think the museum was impressive. While they were in the “museum” I was entertained by listening to the owner interact with other customers. One customer mentioned that it was hard to get to the store. He wished they were located in a more central London location. She argued with him that it was in central London and was very easy to get to. Yup. That happened too.
That evening we shopped around the hotel. We had a very light, late dinner of Pret a Manger sandwiches in our hotel room. We were all quite exhausted. And relieved to have our passports.
I woke up before my alarm went off. DH and DD stayed and slept in while I took a taxi to the train station. The message had been from King’s Cross, so I headed there. I found the lost items area with a little help from Information. The man there looked for me. He couldn’t find it! I had him listen to the message on my voicemail. He looked again. We were both bewildered. I was verging on panic again. He suggested I go over the lost items at St. Pancreas station (they are next to each other). So, that is what I did.
Our passports were at St. Pancreas. I was so relieved when they handed me the pink pouch. Normally, you’re supposed to pay to get back a lost item, but he told me it was on the house. Thank you, kind man!
I took a taxi back to our hotel. Making sure our passports were locked tightly in my purse.
I was back at hotel by 9 a.m. Our stay included a complimentary hotel breakfast. So, we went and ate. The buffet was plentiful. Lots of options. It was nice.
After filing our bellies, we headed off. We took the tube to the Globe Theatre. We found the tube perfectly all right. Even made it to our stop without incident. I just had a little trouble navigating from the station to the theatre. So, we got a lot of exercise. Eventually we made it to the theatre. Just in time for the rain to start!
We took the tour. It was quite awesome. We all thoroughly enjoyed it. After the tour, we spent a few pounds in the gift shop. Kid wanted a t-shirt and some Shakespeare manga books. DH wanted the Deadpool Shakespeare book. I was still so relieved that I didn’t have to spend the day at the Canadian consulate that I let them get whatever they wanted.
We decided to have afternoon tea at The Swan. It’s attached to the theatre. I am not a fan of tea or coffee. Honestly, it always just tastes like dirty water to me. But, I figured we needed to get the full English experience. We ended up getting one traditional English tea and two Gentleman’s afternoon teas. The food was great. Way too much for the three of us. I am glad that we got the Gentleman’s tea. We needed a little more substance. I also discovered that if you add sugar to the tea then it tastes like sweet dirty water. That is much more palatable.
It was beautiful when we went back outside.
We decided to take the tube to the Doctor Who store and museum. It took a long, long time to get there. And it was not worth it. We didn’t buy anything. There was nothing we haven’t seen in every other comic book store. I didn’t go in the museum because they insisted I would have to leave my purse at the counter. Since the owner was hardly behind the counter and there were a fair number of people in the crowded store I declined. If they can’t trust me to do in their museum with my purse, why would I trust them with my purse containing all my money, credit cards and ID. Our passports were locked in our hotel rooms safe. DH and DD didn’t think the museum was impressive. While they were in the “museum” I was entertained by listening to the owner interact with other customers. One customer mentioned that it was hard to get to the store. He wished they were located in a more central London location. She argued with him that it was in central London and was very easy to get to. Yup. That happened too.
That evening we shopped around the hotel. We had a very light, late dinner of Pret a Manger sandwiches in our hotel room. We were all quite exhausted. And relieved to have our passports.