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kitandbeauKit and Beau's European...Last days in London
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Jun 22 2008, 02:21 PM26 photos2 comments
 

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Our last few days in London were a mishmash of quiet wandering and frantic running around. (A warning in advance, I'm currently writing this on a German keyboard, with letters and punctuation all swapped around, so forgive me any crazy spelling mishaps).
We met up with an old GASSie friend on Sunday morning, who, as luck would have it, was visiting London for the weekend. We had a nice little stroll through Portobello Market, marvelling at all the antiques, knickknacks and memorabilia from bygone eras. It was very tempting to buy an old Five Million Deutschmark note, and try to spend it when we got here :)
After lunch we made our way to the Eye, and were incredibly lucky with the weather. The last few days had been miserable and drizzly, but we got blue skies and sun for all our photos, and great views around the whole London area, as you can see.
Finally, dinner and drinks with an old friend of Kit's, and FINALLY a meal in London which made us think we were living in a major city. Of course it would have to be on our last night! Was great to meet/catch up with Lauren and Gus, and it seems we've added two more to our merry band of wedding guests (we're up to 4 now *S*)

Speaking of the wedding, Monday was all about getting everything sorted for the big day. We went to the Marylebone Town Hall, to register our intent to marry, and thankfully, everything went off without a hitch! We have a room, a date, a time, witnesses, a photographer, a registrar, rings,suits...all thats left to do is wait for the requisite 15 days, to see if someone has any objections to our intent to marry, or can dispute our claim of a lack of consanguinity (which the registrar was quite surprised we even knew the meaning of) We still have a few weeks to decide on the final "script" for the ceremony, and find a place to relax with the guests afterwards. Oh and of course, to organise a cake. We went to a local patisserie after our meeting at the Town Hall just to "see what was out there", but I think we'll need to do some more research before we're completely satisfied with our decision :)

Then, after tube-ing back to the B&B we made our way to Gatwick, which is without doubt the worst Airport we have ever been to... though we couldn't expect much else travelling, as we were, with EZJet. After a complete lack of signage to get anyhwere, we were given a boarding pass with an indecipherable scribble in the place of our boarding gate, and shoved off with no further information- the attendants were too busy worrying about the people trying to check-in for a flight closing in 2 minutes to talk to us. We kept looking around for cameras, expecting to end up on Border Patrol!, or Airport!, or some other suitably exclamational TV show. We found our way to Step 1 of the security process, which served to break up a normally simple process, into three rooms and three queues- one room just to check your boarding pass, one room for xray, and another room just for your shoes. Then, out into the cavernous boarding lounge, only to be told 'Please Wait' on every functional screen in regards to our Gate number. Despite being warned of a 15 minute walk to get to the Boarding gate, we were only told where we were boarding 10 minutes before we were due. I have some vague concerns about an airport that doesn't know where planes will be landing until they actually do- I have a mental picture of some pilot coming in to land, pointing frantically, saying "there's a spot, quick, land there, before someone else takes it" like he was trying to park in Highpoint on Christmas Eve.

But, despite all the stupidity, we made it in one piece, and we're now finally in Berlin! More to come in our next entry...or when we actually do something here other than our laundry.

Bis dann,
K&B


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Audio tours

Written by cazzaline  61 months ago


Hello again jellos. Audio tours are totally the way forward, I reckon (and it's all about what I reckon, isn't it?). They come included in the entry price for many places once you're in non-English-speaking Europe. And I love the Tate Modern too :-)

Not a Twat

Written by cazzaline  61 months ago


Oh, and Jamie's not a twat. I used to hate him ("literally"), but his stuff with school dinners and '15' rocks. So blah to you and no back answers.

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