Sorry my London update has taken so long, I got back to Pamplona and things have been non-stop. First off, it was absolutely amazing, and definitely in the running for my favorite city I have visited. I flew to London on Wednesday night, and finally made it to the hotel at about 2am. There I met Jill, who was waiting up for me in our room. Lucky me got to ride on the coat tails of Jill's family's girls' vacation (seriously, Lucky Me). We stayed at the posh and modern St. Martin's Lane Hotel, which was a three minute walk to Trafalgar Square, the biggest square in the UK, and from there was a straight shot to Big Ben, Parliament, and the River Thames. The part of town we stayed in, Covent Garden, was perfect because it was filled with restuarants, neat shops, and pubs, plus it was close to so many main attractions, and the tube station (tube is the subway) was only a block away so we could easily get to any part of the city we wanted. Wednesday night Jill and I didn't do anything but order delicious quesadillas from room service and go to sleep. Thursday morning we awoke from our big fluffy white beds ready to see some the city. We went first to the London Eye, the world's tallest observation wheel (like a ferris wheel but you don't suspend or rock), to take a 30 minute ride 443 feet above London. My fear of heights subsided and we really enjoyed seeing all of London and realizing how much we had to see over the next couple of days. After disembarking, we walked down the riverside and crossed the Westminster Bridge to get an upclose view of Parliament, Big Ben, and Westminster Abbey. I have to say, Big Ben was super impressive, as was expansive Parliament. The history and age of all the buildings and monuments in London add to their splendor. After snapping some pics of Westminster Abbey and its chapel St. Margaret's, we had some pub food for lunch and went walking around Piccadilly Circus (said to be London's Time Square, although I'd have to disagree since they lack sky scrapers and multiple street corners dominated by 100 story-tall tv screens) and China Town. Any Asian fare could be found there, and I really liked the Peking Ducks hanging in the windows. Jill and I were waiting to eat until our planned dinner at Belgo, a Belgian restuarant that specializes in Belgian beer and mussels (mussels from Brussels, as the saying goes), so we headed to the Tate Britain Museum and the Victoria and Albert Museum, trying to do as much as possible in one day with exhausting ourselves. We headed to the restuarant after freshening up at our hotel, which always had a party going in one of its bars. The restuarant Belgo had a banquet hall type seating arrangement, where you sat close to everyone, being loud and drinking beer. The waiters were dressed in centuries-old monks robes and came with serious entertainment. At one point one waiter punched another, then pushed another out of the way as they were fighting over who brought us our water (as I was choking from laughing to hard at something else). Of course Jill and I thought this was hilarious, so we really had a good time. The food was amazing as well, and we had a white chocolate tart with cookie crust for dessert with a tasting of various fruity Schnapps. That night we tried desperately to find a club as all the pubs closed at midnight (strange, for me, after being in Pamplona), so after being solicited by some club promoters we went to "Penthouse" for free, where we were definitely the minority and had on way too much clothing compared to other people there. We left there and got a good tip from a local guy who pointed us in the direction of a bar with a band. We went there and danced to the cover band until closing time. The next morning Jill and I went out and ate a traditional British breakfast of thick salted bacon, fried eggs, baked beans, sausage, and toast and jam. The cafe was right next to our restaurant and the price was cheap, so we were lucky. After breakfast we headed down to Buckingham Palace to see the changing of the guards. There were tons of people there and the rain held off, but we didn't sneak a peek at the Queen. Jill and I chased after the guards as they exited the gates to get a better photo op. After the Palace we met up with Jill's mom, grandmother, and aunt who had just arrived from Jackson for a Mother's Day trip and girls' vacation through England, France, and Switzerland. We walked to Trafalgar Square, also the home of the National Gallery and the National Portrait Gallery, two very nice art museums we toured. After that we had High Tea at the National Gallery and dined on crumpets, cakes, tomato sandwiches, scones, and tea of course. That was a special treat. Later that evening Jill's mom, Jill, and I walked around the outdoor market area of Covent Garden where open air cafe-goers sipped wine while listening to whatever street musicians showed up that evening. We had a drink at a nice bar near there, called Dirty Martini, and went home because we had an early start planned for the Tower of London. The next day, Saturday, we welcomed another British breakfast, this time with lots of coffee as the hour was early, and then we headed to the Tower of London via a red double-decker bus. The Tower, actually a fortress compound comprised of many towers, was built in 1078 on the River Thames. It holds the Crown Jewels, most possessions of Henry VIII (the one with 6 wives), and was the site of Anne Boleyn, Sir Walter Raleigh, and Lady Jane Grey's executions. We spent several hours touring the fortress and ultimately drooled over the Crown Jewels. After that we crossed the Tower Bridge (Tower Bridge is actually the famous bridge, not the nondescript London Bridge) and walked down the riverside, stopping along the way to join a drum session and to see Sir Francis Drake's galleon, to Shakespeare's Globe Theatre. From there we headed to the hotel to get ready for dinner and the theatre. We ate at Giovanni's, a nice Italian restuarant, before heading to Her Magesty's Theatre, The Phantom of the Opera's original home. Jill and I were seated on the third row from the stage, so we couldn't have had much of a better view of Phantom. After the show we drank a glass of wine at our hotel's bar (a hip and lively scene) and then crashed upstairs. Jill left Sunday, but I got to extend my trip as Andrew met up with me that morning. He took a short flight down from Edinburgh for Sunday and Monday. It was a last minute plan but one that I am so glad worked out as it did. Since Andrew visited London two years ago for his Spring Break and I had seen so much of the city with Jill earlier in the week, we had two days to chill out and check out some lesser known spots in the city. Andrew and I both love sushi, so we ate a fabulous lunch at "Me Heart Sushi" (I can't wait to be home and eat so much Japanese food!). We spent the afternoon back in the Covent Garden and Westminster areas and then went to an afternoon song service at the 700 year old Westminster Abbey (the site of so many events, notably Princess Di's funeral), which was really impressive and beautiful of the inside and had some killer organs. That evening we had a decadent three course meal in Covent Garden with the best roasted prime rib I've ever had (an English specialty). The next day, Monday, we spent the day touring Covent Garden again (it is so huge you really could spend one week in just this area and never see the same things twice), and had a delicious lunch followed by coffee and chocolate cupcakes and the sugary-sweetest little dessert shop "Candy Cakes." We then went to the other side of town, to Regent's Park, to rest off the big lunch and take in a great view of the city from the park's hill. Later that afternoon we went to Camden Market, a huge flea market area that goes on for miles and miles of food, clothes, antiques, and basically anything else your heart might desire. For our second and last night together we headed to Picadilly Circus to have a Mojito before pigging out in Chinatown. The Chinese food was yummy and we were content. My flight was at 7am and the train to the airport was an hour away, so that meant a really early Tuesday for me. I was back in Pamplona before 3pm and Andrew back in Edingburgh by 5pm. Overall, it was a great last European hoorah for me. I'll be home June 8!