Walking through puddles

After a restful fourteen hours of beauty sleep and an English breakfast (which included baked beans! Not something I would generally consider a morning food, however, still tasty) we set off on a walking tour of London, led by myself. :)

 I must say that all in all, I am am quite the fantastic tour guide. In nine hours we walked 8 miles, visited one museum (The Tate Britain), saw four four nation monuments ( Westminster Abby, Big Ben, Parliament, Buckingham Palace), strolled through two parks (St. James and Hyde Park), ate lunch at a pub (a traditional meal of fish and chips), went shopping on Oxford Street (H&M, Zaza, Top Shop and Hamleys toy shop) and took numerous pictures!

As the day drew to a close, we emerged from Top Shop to find that it was pouring down rain. As a Washingtonian, I feel that I have definitely seen my fair share of wet weather, and as such, I would normally be outraged at the site of such muck on my vacation. However, somehow in London, with my bestfriend by my side, I could not find a single thing to sneer at. We put up our hoods and soldier on with smile. Even the giant puddles pooling the road way just add to the adventure of walking London. We choose the path through Hyde Park, walking arm in arm. Stopping every 200 years or so to shake the gathering water that seems to be collecting on the top of the very  cheap umbrella Havilah bought.