What More Could One Ask For?

 SONG - Theme Song from Notting Hill - When You Say Nothing at All

Day 34 - Sun. Jun 2

Mr. B doing the Oops A Daisy scene from Notting Hill when we came across this secluded little park the other day….

Breakfast at Paul’s and then off to the tube. We are heading to Westminster to catch a boat to Greenwich - as in Greenwich Mean Time! 

It was warm and a boat ride on the Thames (pronounced Tems) sounded great. Mr. B had gotten us tickets online before we left our hotel. We hopped on a train and within minutes we were at the boat dock.  

The dock is right across the river from the London Eye and next to Big Ben….

For some reason our ticket’s didn’t go though but the young lady at the gate told us to go on for free in the direction of Greenwich but we would need to purchase tickets for our return trip.  Yay!  After standing in the queue for 30 minutes we boarded our boat and Mr. B found us great seats up top! 

We did get to see The Tower of London & Tower Bridge….but not Greenwich!

 Well….our boat did a zigzag down the Thames picking up people at each dock along the way about every 2 minutes. Did I mention it was a rather warm day in London and unless the boat was moving it was quite warm? We hopped off after about 30 minutes as we had dinner reservations with old friends in Notting Hill and we needed to return to our hotel for a quick refresh.

I kind of thought this $85 million dollar pleasure yacht might give us a lift back down the Thames but apparently they were busy. 

 We walked across the Tower Bridge and over to an Underground Station. A very nice man who worked there laughed when he saw our paper tickets which cost about 3 times as much as just tapping our credit card on the booth scanner and voila you are in!  Why do we always learn these things just before we leave town? Anyway, such polite people here in England always offering older people their seats and insisting you take it too!  Very kind and very much appreciated!

Our hotel ordered us a taxi to Notting Hill that never showed up & the cab forgot to tell them they had cancelled so we had to order another one. Because of this we were a bit late for our dinner but our friends were holding our table for us. The place was packed to the point that it was filling up the sidewalk. 

The Pelican in Notting Hill -I tried to get a photo above everyone’s head but it was a happening spot! Luckily our friends mentioned this to us beforehand and told us to enter thru the side entrance. We were immediately in the arms of our old friends from California with a little puppy named Sally.

Great atmosphere, great drinks & food on a lovely warm night with dear friends. What more could one ask for?

Maybe some warm puppy love?