London: Day Three

The morning began with me getting to a say a few things to 45 as his helicopter went by the flat. I figure that is the closest I will ever get to him, so I maybe had a few words for him out the window. We are actually just about two blocks away from the US Embassy where today there will be both pro and anti-45 supporters demonstrating. We have a busy day today so I do not think we will take part. 

After a light breakfast at the Airbnb, we took our first London bus ride over to the Natural History Museum. I forgot how great it is to ride the bus -  no messing around with a million stairs on the Tube, just on and off, usually close to your destination. Of course the bus we had to take was one of the few non-double decker buses! There really isn't nothing better than sitting in the front seat on the upper level of a double decker bus. Perhaps today we will have a chance to do that. 

The Natural History Museum was on the list because, well, dinosaurs! 

You are never too old to be interested in dinosaurs - they still fascinate me and this was the first museum where they showed models with feathers on them. They were animatronic which was a little strange, but also fun. 

After a short stop for lunch at a Leon (they are everywhere!) we hopped on the Tube and headed over to see the Churchill War Rooms. Where we turned a corner and there was Westminster Abbey:

I love how in London you are never far from anything, and history is around every corner. 

As we approached however, we could hear and see the "Carnival of Resistance" to protest the visit of 45 to London, so we detoured over to it. 

It actually made me a little tears-eyed to see that people across the ocean felt just as passionately as I do about human rights. And also annoyed that 250,000 Brits get it, and yet I can name Americans who don't see a problem. 

We made it over to the War Rooms only to discover it was an hour wait to get in, and then a two hour tour inside, which would put us dangerously close to missing our dinner reservation, so we decided to put that visit on hold until the next day. We then walked over to Buckingham Palace, since it was nearby, getting the classic 99 and a flake from an ice cream van. 

And then wandered through a few parks before shopping a little on Oxford Street and then ended up at dinner at Nopi. This is a restaurant run by Ottolenghi, who Phil has many cookbooks from, and Phil visited in January when he was in London for his visa. 

Our reservation was for the downstairs, which is family-style seating, and Phil specifically had said he tried to get upstairs but it seemed they didn't take reservations. We were pleasantly surprised then to be seated upstairs, which was a little fancier and we had our own table. With a milkshake to finish the night off, it was back to the Airbnb.