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London Day 7: Hurdle

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All good things must come to an end.  Unfortunately, it’s our last day in London.  One week is definitely not enough.  We missed a lot of sites like the Tate Modern, Portobello Market, Camden Market, Harrod’s, Hyde Park, the list could go on.  Actually, for me it’s a good thing that we failed to visit those places.  At least there’s a reason to come back.  

St. Pancras International Station is just a few bus stops from our hotel.  So going to the station was a breeze.  We arrived at the train station an hour early (our train to Paris leaves at eight in the morning). We decided to look around first and find something to buy to get rid of our coins since we will be dealing with another currency later, the Euro.  We didn’t check-in yet because after immigration, they might restrict us from getting out of the boarding area.  The station is huge.  They have managed to combine modern design and its original Victorian architecture.  It’s beautiful.  It looked five times better that our airport in the Philippines considering it’s a train station.  

It's time to go.

Our last bus ride in London

I'm gonna miss the architecture!

Gates of St. Pancras Station
My sisters and I went up the second level to search for British cool stuff.  I bought a big map of the London Underground from a bookstore there.  Expensive, but it’s worth it.  I planned to frame and put it on my  wall.  We saw this massive Olympic Rings near the train platform and took some photos of it. 

Olympic Rings welcoming visitors

My sister Nicole

Me
In the middle of our photo-shoot with the giant Olympic Rings, Nicole checked the time.  It was already 7:30!  We immediately ran to the boarding gates and were surprised to see so many people hurrying to get inside to catch their respective trains.  It was the complete opposite of what’s the situation fifteen minutes earlier.  The lines were sooo long.  I was so scared that we might miss the train especially when  it was my idea to buy last minute souvenirs.

Everything's gonna be okay... right?
Before we can ride the train, we need to get through ticket inspection, baggage inspection, and immigration!  We were all standing in the line panicking.  Luckily they opened a fast lane to those passengers bound for Paris.  We were almost finished with the baggage inspection when the inspector specifically asked for my sister’s rucksack to have it checked again.  He poured out all the contents of it and opened my sister’s cellphone and iPod. We were like, WHAT THE HELL?! Why now? He then swabbed the whole inside of the bag, god knows why.  He knows we were in a hurry since we were from the priority line but no, he swab the damn thing like swabbing was a form of art.  It’s like he was doing it on purpose.  I don’t have problem with random checks (hopefully that was a random one) but that guy is an ass.  

We got at the platform at 7:50 and fell in line at the nearest queue that we saw.  We were so relaxed by then. Hurray, we made it!  In your face, inspector! We were already reminiscing what just happened and laughing about it.  When it’s our turn to board the train, I noticed that it was the wrong coach number.  Ours is coach number 16 located at the other end of the train.  The fear kicked in again.  By this time, we were frantically running like morons.  I wish we got that on tape.  

Anyway, we made it.  But the whole thing was exhausting.  It felt like an Olympic marathon.  Paris better be good.

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Tips:
  1. Train from London to Paris: Eurostar 
  2. Provide ample time allowance for immigration, ticket, and baggage checks.
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London Day 6: Last Hurrah

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Today is our last free time in London.  Tomorrow we’ll be on a train to Paris!  I’m quite excited to be honest.  I can already smell the freshly baked croissants and baguettes from here.  Anyway, before we left this city and this country, we needed as much "souvenirs" to bring back home.  Where else can we get those "souvenirs" but in a mall?   It’s shopping time… again.  But before we embark on a retail journey, we first visited the Olympic Park in Stratford.   London was the host of the 2012 Olympic Games.  In just a few months, London will be packed with people.  All eyes will be on this great city.  
Almost finished
Olympic Stadium of the London Games 2012
Obligatory shot

Say cheese!
I should've bought one. Damn.
The place is still under construction.  A lot of buildings are not yet finished.  But the main stadium I believe is almost done.  The buzz of the town is all about that red tower.  The mayor of London wanted a structure like the Eiffel Tower or the Statue of Liberty built to symbolize the city.  The result is the ArcelorMittal Orbit.  I read in the local newspaper that the people are pretty upset with its design.  They said that it’s just a waste of money and that it looks like “rubbish”.  Well, it’s hard to argue with that.  They could’ve added a roller coaster on it to make it interesting.  That would be fun.

ArcelorMittal Orbit
After having some few pictures with the stadium, we took a bus to Westfield Stratford Mall, the biggest mall in the UK.  We spent the day inside that black hole and the rest of the night in Oxford Street.  We were so busy shopping that we forgot to eat dinner.  Believe it or not, we only felt hungry when we arrived at the hotel.  “Hunger is for the weak.  It’s all in the mind,” that’s what my sister always says.  Apparently, it's true. Take my word for it.

Want more? Read our train mishap in London Day 7!


Tips:
  1. UK's largest mall: Westfield Stratford Mall.
  2. Visit Queen Elizabeth Olympic Park: click here.
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London Day 5: Old World

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Today was a rainy day.  It was the wettest day of our stay in London.   It was a bad timing since we were about to leave for Cambridge in a few hours.   While we were eating breakfast at the hotel, the owner approached us and asked about our plans for the day like he usually did.  We told him about Cambridge.   He smiled and said that we should ditch our trip to Cambridge and stay in the capital instead.  Queen Elizabeth was going to give her annual speech in parliament that morning and it will be a good opportunity to see the queen in person.   He said we can wait for her convoy at the parliament house and if we’re lucky we might catch a glimpse of her inside her golden carriage.  It’s not everyday chances like this happen.   I would do anything to see any queen, even Queen Latifah.  But the problem was, our tickets to Cambridge were pre-booked so we chose Cambridge.  Forgive us your majesty.  

We went to Kings Cross Station to catch our morning train to Cambridge via First Capital Connect.  I only read Kings Cross in Harry Potter books but now I’m here.  That was funny and scary at the same time.  You’ll never know where life will take you.  Anything can happen. The train was fast and quiet.  Seats have generous legroom too.  I wish we have that back in the Philippines.  Traveling would be so much easier.








We were figuring out how the bus system works in Cambridge when a man approached me.  He offered me and my family a free walking tour to the town center.  In the Philippines, an attractive offer like this always comes with a catch. That’s why I found it sketchy and decided to decline his offer.  I can’t believe what I said.  I told him, “We’ll think about it.  I’ll just ring you if ever, yeah?”   Since when did I ever use the word ring as in call?  I watch too much Downton Abbey.

It was like we’re in a different world in Cambridge.  Everything is so old and grand.  The town looked untouched like it’s straight from the history books.  It's so beautiful there.  The architecture, the pebbled stones, the students, I mean everything.   I felt like I’m in a set of Harry Potter.   Too bad we couldn’t get inside some of the buildings like their libraries and chapels since it was examination week.











Cambridge is not complete without a punting ride at River Cam.  It’s a tradition in the University.  Besides it’s the best way to get see the beautiful colleges along the river like Trinity College, Kings College, Queens College, and St. John’s.  Our punter, which is also a student from Cambridge, told us as many stories of the University as she can.  One is how rich Trinity College is.  They own so much property in UK that one can go to London from Cambridge without leaving Trinity College property, and London’s 50 miles away!  That’s how rich and powerful that college is.   Another is how students prank tourists.   When tourists punting the river were about to go under a bridge, students would drop boulders of rocks and start shouting “the bridge is falling down!”  The tourist would then panic and jump into the water.  Luckily, it didn't happen to us.















Our punter was in a middle of telling one of her stories when all of a sudden she stopped.  She whispered that the guy punting the other boat ahead of us is William Moseley, the actor in Narnia.  Apparently, he played a lead role in the movie (Peter Pevensie), the eldest of the four children.  We were still trying to process that unexpected information when his boat came beside ours.  Our punter asked us to say hi to him and we awkwardly did a “you're a freaking actor why are you punting” hi.  What the hell is he doing there?  Maybe there's no offers for him anymore.  Too bad we weren’t able to take pictures of him.

After punting, we ate at this restaurant called EAT.  It’s all over London and locals seem to love it so we gave it a try.  Everything is healthy and freshly made.  I ordered a chicken sandwich priced at £4.  It’s quiet expensive for a sandwich really, but were curious.  It was disgusting.  It was drier than the Sahara Dessert.  Not to mention that it came straight out of a refrigerator.  Cold and dry is a weird combination.  I hated it.  I don’t understand why they like it so much.


After shopping at Grand Arcade Mall, we went to the station to catch our train back to London.  The train was full of teenaged students.   They were all excited for the weekend.  Everyone was noisy.  The group of girls beside me was busy deliberating what to wear for the party later that night.  With their English accent, the only thing that was missing was the spliff and it will be a typical Skins scene. 

After arriving in London, we went straight to Victoria Theater to watch the 8pm show of Wicked the Musical.   I was not thrilled to be honest.  I was really really tired and would like to go home.  But I can’t since the ticket was already paid.  We bought the cheap seats so were right at the top.  There’s actually a pay telescope per seat so that we can see the actors’ faces.  That’s how far we were from the stage.  The staircase was steep.  One wrong step and we’ll be on stage dancing with the casts.  The lights went off and the show began.  


 







 First minute:  “Wow, that’s a nice voice you got there.  This maybe a good idea after all.”  5 minutes later: “They dance too? Sweet.”  15 minutes later:  “Really, you’re singing again? Hush now, JC.  Let’s just pray that’s the last one.  30 minutes later: “Yup, they’ll be singing the whole show.”  How stupid can I be?  It’s a musical.  Of course, they’ll be singing the whole show.  I just thought that maybe it’ll be like Glee where it’s 50% talking and 50% singing.  I was bored and tired at the same time so, I closed my eyes a couple of times.  Okay fine, maybe I slept a couple of times.  I was awoken when I heard my sister shout, “OH MY GOD, kuya!  That was a performance!”  My sister was ecstatic and was about to cry.  She had goose bumps after the “Defying Gravity” was sung when she found out that I was sleeping the whole time.  I just stared at her blankly and said, “huh?”  She hated me for that.  My whole family enjoyed it except for me.  To make it even worse, they kept singing the songs in the musical on the way home.  On the bright side, I’ve learned something from that show.  I’ve learned that I hate musicals. Wicked!  Not.


Want more? Read London Day 6!


Tips:
  1. Trains in Europe are always on time.  Filipino time doesn't work here.
  2. Visit Cambridge University, one of the oldest and best educational institutions in the world.
  3. Take advantage of Days Out Guide’s 2for1 or 4for2 promos. It’s legit.
  4. Make sure to do a punting tour.  It's the best way to see the university!
  5. Before watching a musical in London, check Theatre Monkey for the best seats in the house.
  6. Check this out for discounted musicals in London.
  7. Watch Wicked!  Don't mind me.  Everyone loves it except me.
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London Day 4: Mayhem In Oxford Street

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Today is all about shopping.  We wanted to have some shopping the moment we stepped on British soil but our tight schedule forbade us.  Our itinerary for this day should have been to visit Hyde Park, Harrods and join a Sandeman’s free tour but never mind that.  We’ve got some unfinished business with Oxford Street!  This busy and chaotic shopping street is lined with flagship stores from low to high end brands. There‘s something for everyone.  They have H&M, Topman/Topshop, M&S, Debenhams, Urban Outfitters, River Island, New Look, Next, Bershka, Selfridges, Pull and Bear, Primark, the list could go on.  













This place is full of life.  Imagine this: people rushing into their favorite stores, girls smiling from ear to ear while carrying hundreds of shopping bags, and locals snubbing the tourists that blocks the entire pavement to get their pictures taken with the countless double decker bus.  To just sit on a café and watch these all unfold is entertaining.  The vibrant atmosphere will get you. This street is not for the faint hearted.  Shoppers show their true colors when put under adverse circumstances.  They would kill for the last pair of shoes or the last size of shirt.  It’s a jungle out there.  Be warned.

Want more? Read London: Day 5!




Tips:
  1.  If you plan to shop at Primark go there early.  It gets crowded by noon.  It will take you ages to get inside a fitting room.  I think 50% of the shoppers at Oxford Street are at Primark. 
  2. Visit the high-end department store Selfridges. It’s a destination in its own right.
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