London Town

London was so much fun.
     We arrived at Euston station on Tuesday afternoon, and went directly to the British Library, which is genuinely awesome. It gives me the massive urge to learn ancient Hebrew and Latin.
In the evening we went to Trafalgar Square and Leicester Square just to chill, and ate at Chipotle for the first time, which is a bit odd to do in England. We stayed at a youth hostel all together which was actually really fun. All seven of us staying in one room together is never uninteresting...

This beautiful police box was a block from our hostel.
Someone has scratched into the dust on the side "Bad Wolf". Win.

    On Wednesday we all went to the Natural History Museum, which was really cool! They have all kinds of crazy amazing stuff. We went next to the Victoria and Albert museum and looked through the ball gowns exhibit which was looovvely. They had an Alexander McQueen dress, shoes and purse. Too amazing.
In the afternoon we went to look around Harrod's, which was just soo crazy. So huge! So expensive! Ahh! Two of my favourite things about that trip - finding a pure amethyst dining room table which was 159,000 pounds, and overhearing a besuited man on the Egyptian escalator telling his wife "In my personal opinion, Tiffany's is just everyday junk." Wow. Such a different world :-) At Harrod's, I actually got to HOLD an Alexander McQueen purse - Ah! Fantastic moment.

(This McQueen purse) 

After Harrod's we rushed to Westminster Abbey for evening prayer. The service was very solemn, and very beautiful.

Us outside of the Natural History Museum

They had a dik-dik at the museum!! Ahh! I want one so badly!

The Peter Pan Statue at Kensington Gardens

    On Thursday we decided to split up, so while my parents were touring the Houses of Parliament, the rest of us kids were searching London for her unique, subcultural districts. We went to Brick Lane, where we found thousands of vintage shops and the best coffee we've had in England. It was so yummy. Then, with hardly any time to spare, we found our way to Camden Market, the home of punk. It was all I ever dreamed it to be, although we only got to dash in and out again. Intricate little streets full of people trying to sell you trousers and corsets and jewellery and literally anything you can think of. I so wanted to stop at every shop and stall to examine all of their wares, but unfortunately we had to run past most of them, just longingly glancing through the best of them.
   We all met back up in Kensington Gardens, so we could read the end of Peter Pan (which we had been reading altogether as a family) under the statue there in the Gardens. It was such a perfect end to the wee holiday.

Hope you're having a lovely week!