London was a whirlwind.
London bridge! There’s a fun fact about the bridge being raised and good luck. Unless that was some other bridge.
I wonder how much this guy hates his job. Scale of 1 to 10.
Westminster Abbey is very lovely. We went for even song, and it was so relaxing!
SNOW! But I think that’s actually just rain on my lens. But it looks like snow!
I got to see Thandie Newton in a play called “Death and the Maiden!” And, in case you were wondering, I am, in fact, a criminal. This picture was illegally taken and I apologize. Sort of.
Our best friend from Couchsurfing came to visit us all the way from Amsterdam! He brought us lots of goodies even though it was his birthday. So caring
He doesn’t really like to smile with his teeth. Although I’m sure he loves when I stick my fingers in his mouth.
Happy Holidays from Lauren and Beeza.
Fosdal took us to see a mosque. That was the day I learned how heavy his briefcase is. Don’t be fooled, ladies and gentlemen. It weighs like, 26 lbs.
We finally made it to the Tower of London.
This is where Anne Boleyn had her head chopped off! This very pillow.
Oh, hi, we’re from America.
I want to have 14 of Dale Chihuly’s babies. Dale, if you’re out there…that was a hyperbole. Maybe 1.
We finagled our way into a VIP Mastercard party and found some friends, one of whom’s bow-tie was the size of my face!
Classiest ladies in London, right here.
We got to meet Beeza’s brother’s band mate’s friends named Rowan. Hi Rowan! Also, she makes very cool art.
A proper British football match. Crystal Palace vs. Millwall. Very intense.
Their cheerleaders were…phenomenal.
I’m going to miss this class a lot.
Holy cow. Billy Elliot is so impressive.
Oh, just ice skating in Hyde Park. nbd.
Blood Orange and Das Racist! This was an awesome concert hidden in a secret, unmarked location, which took an hour to find. YAY!
Happy 21st birthday to Beez-kneez!
Turns out the expensive seats on the sides of the theatre are not so great after all.
We held out on the London Eye until after the Christmas (and Hanukkah and Rohatsu and Kwanzaa , etc.) lights were up!
Funny little capsules.
A proper “high tea.”
Allllll done, London. It’s been real.
Unfortunately, I won’t be able to afford to stay here when I come visit you again, London.