Mom, Lori, girls and I caught the train into London from Stoke Mandeville...the same ride that Lance takes every day, and then caught the tube to Waterloo station on the far bank of the Thames. Wandered towards the river with the idea to walk the Queen's Walk to the Tate Modern museum and bumped into the mighty impressive view towards the "Castles" across the river through the "Eye" ferris wheel thingy, which is huge.
Then on to the Queen's Walk which is the big walking street along the river where musicians, performers, freaks, beggars and salesman all hang out. As well as everyone rushing down from work for lunch outside. Which we did too. Minor trouble coordinating everyone getting what they needed and fed given that Marina can only find shredded cheese and cucumbers here on any menu to eat, but we did it, and off to the Tate Modern.
Cool place, inside a reconditioned turn of the century power plant. Lots of Matisse, Pollack, Picasso, Miro, and a huge Dali exhibit that we didn't pay to get into because the kids were losing it. Elena's favorite exhibit was a lonely open can of beans that every once in a while had a weiner pop up out of in a strange way, and then recede back into the beans. Hmmm... Baby liked the sculptures.
We had plans to make it over to Kensington Gardens to let the kids play on the Princess Diana playground complete with pirate ship, but the weather was again looking dodgy, it was getting to be rush hour on the tubes, and the kids were frankly making me crazy, so, we hightailed it back out into the country, stopping at Great Missenden on the way to play on a playground and pick up some Chinese food to take home. Lori practiced her zip line technique for Whistler....she's almost ready....
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