When I Realize I Can’t Speak English
After only 12 hours in England, I realized I didn’t know real English words and would have to hire a translator. Seriously. The language is so different over there.
King’s Cross and Platform 9 3/4
After we had gotten lost the night before, we finally figured out the tube. I also got a free app to help me out. It made all the difference.
Oh, and we stopped at Platform 9 3/4 —
We got to see the outside of the buildings where that was filmed, but the very home we wanted to photograph was scaffolded/being painted. It was still cool to see.
The difference between Abbey Rd. and Abbey Road.
We rode the tube to Abbey Rd. — sounds simple enough, right? Wrong. It was the exact opposite end of the city. This is where my tube method changed to a mix of Google Maps and tube app (find the location, find nearest station, navigate on tube app to station). When we realized the error, I sucked it up and called an Uber. By the way, everyone that works for Uber in London is nice. And there was another super nice guy at Abbey Road Studios that let Mike get a picture of the doorway. Before we left, we left our names on the graffiti wall. Definitely a surreal place to go.
Final Thought for the Day: No One Has A/C
Seriously, though. A/C doesn’t exist in England. It must be nice to not need it, except for the 2-3 weeks when it’s hot.