“March 8, 2013!”
This was day I stopped saying “one of these days,” boarded a plane and accepted a new life mission — explore the world and savor the adventures.
However, it was also my very first solo adventure. I thought it best to ease into the mission, so I hopped across the pond to explore the “Land of Hope and Glory.” I chose jolly old England as my first solo adventure for one simple reason — I spoke the language.
You can stop laughing now. Traveling was my new mission; better to ease into it instead of diving headfirst into a pool, only to discover halfway down there’s no water in the pool.
Anyway, after an uneventful flight from Kansas City, I arrived the next day in London. Once I figured out how to use the “tube,” I arrived at my hotel exhausted yet thrilled at the same time.
I did it!
I’d traveled to another country all by myself. So many emotions went through my body, but the fear of traveling alone wasn’t one of them anymore!
Then I proceeded to do the one thing all novice world-travelers do — I lay down on the bed. Needless to say jet lag took over and I lost three hours of vital adventure time.
All was not lost. I managed to slap myself awake and journeyed around London.
The first stop, of course, was Buckingham Palace, but I missed the Changing of the Guard ceremony (dang jet leg). Then I relaxed a little in Trafalgar Square, took pictures with the Lions, and visited The National Gallery and the National Portrait Gallery before heading to Oxford Street for some serious shopping.
The next day was the London City Tour. A half-day of driving past Westminster Abbey, the Houses of Parliament and the famous Big Ben, which BTW is the nickname for the Great Bell of the clock at the north end of the Palace of Westminster in London.
Trying to take photos of famous places while riding in the back of a tour bus is not as fun as it sounds. Let’s say this was the first and last time I ever signed up for a “driving tour of the city.”
Next on the agenda was the Tower of London to see the Crown Jewels and hear the tales of horrors and gruesome beheadings. Loved the Tower!
I also discovered Pret a Manger, a sandwich shop that quickly became my “go-to” restaurant. Love their fresh shrimp salad. Whenever I didn’t feel like eating out, I stopped by Pret a Manger, picked up a sandwich or salad, a nice bottle of sparkling water, and a slice of banana nut bread, before heading back to my room.
This is why I booked a hotel room equipped with a mini-fridge and microwave. Saved me a few bucks, which I then used to buy souvenirs.
After a busy day, I headed back to the hotel to relax a little before devouring a traditional dinner of fish & chips from a local restaurant.
After a nice hot bubble bath, I rested and prepared myself for my visit to the wonder we call Stonehenge.
Until next time, remember: