Oops, we totally overslept on day two. We must still be on LA time but no worries we only missed going to tea and a cruise on the Thames river, it was too chilly for it anyway. I returned the Audi to the rental place just in time and we spent the rest of the day on foot. Our plan was to see the Tower of London, visit Postman’s Park, grab lunch and ride on a double decker bus *Liv’s choice.
But first Olivia would like to show you our cool hotel room.
I am kicking myself for not bringing home that Ace tote!
Every hotel room should have a window seat
What the heck is Hobnobs? Looks not yummy.

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I took these polaroids with my Fuji instant camera |
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I love how 70’s and dark they turned out |
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You wouldn’t believe the difference in customer service in London compared to LA. Every person we’ve come across has been so friendly and kind. The staff at the hotel were so sweet and helpful! |
Since we were in the Marble Arch area, we browsed a few souviner shops.
So tacky! We left with a tiny double decker bus to add to Liv’s menagerie of global landmarks.
I wasn’t familiar with the neighborhood so we had to figure out how to get to the Tower of London before they closed. We hopped on a double decker bus but I wasn’t sure which direction to go in.
Beware of the intoxicating scent of pee pee in those telephone boxes!
Olivia wasn’t impressed with the new Michael Jackson album.
I started talking to this guy on the bus since he was wearing a tour guide uniform. He told us how to get to the Tower but since we were headed the same way, he told us to follow him to Victoria Station. We pretty much had our own personal tour guide! He was a huge fan of America, such a lovely chap. I got his email so I could send him tickets to the Ellen Show.
Our new friend’s name was Marco and he was so awesome. He gave us a mini tour during our walk. *Hi Marco!*
Marco gave me detailed instructions on where to go.
And…he even helped us buy our tube tickets.
I tried to give him a tip but he refused, what a sweetie! Grazie Marco, I hope to see you when you come to Los Angeles.




I’m not a fan of these modern photo booths but they are everywhere.



So we get to the gate and the guard was like, Sorry we are closed for the day. I said Nooooo! We came from Los Angeles to bring our daughter here. At first the other guard wasn’t gonna let us in but this heavenly angel took our vouchers and said we could run in for a half an hour. YES!!
Every encounter with a Beefeater was incredible. They may look burly and mean but they are the gentlest guys ever!
Just chillin’ in the Bloody Tower



I did absolutely everything in my power to make this guy laugh. They must remove your sense of humor when you become a Royal guard!

Is your first name Beef and last name Eater?
What did I say?!
Look Daddy, a mooak *moat*!!
Whenever Olivia sees a body of water, she insists on making a wish and throwing a coin in.
Good thing for us the shops were already closed. Liv wanted a fancy Prince costume so when her friend Kieran comes over, he can dress up.
We also toured the Queen’s royal jewels but they had a strict no photos policy and I did not want to spend the rest of our trip in the dungeon. We spent well over an hour in the Tower, it was so fun!
As we were leaving, I saw the kind guard who let us in. I had to thank him again. I sincerely mean it when I say everyone in London are extremely nice.
Time for an ice lolly break!
We headed toward’s Postman’s Park but since we were so close we stopped by St. Paul’s Cathedral. We were lucky to see this lovely bride and groom taking photos and she had the most amazing veil.
Antz almost broke his back getting this epic shot
Antz was explaining how the Cathedral was bombed during World War 2.
Along our walk, Olivia discovered this lovely garden.
There were hundreds of adorable bumblebees in the garden.

And that shit was closed for remodeling! Can you believe my luck?!
Lame, I couldn’t zoom in to see the heroic memorial plaques. This was the closest shot I could get from the gate.
Where to now guys?
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