London

Late night watching an old movie, early(ish)start. Woking, Ben, Panini, window shopping, back on the train. Waterloo, London Bridge, Alex.

Well, not quite, she was a little late, so while I waited at the front of the station, the newspaper vendor asked if anyone spoke French. Yep, me, me, I do. A woman who only spoke French was pushed towards me. The woman had instructions how to get somewhere....in French. So what was the problem? No idea, I read them through with her, they seemed perfectly clear, unless she either a) couldn't read or b) couldn't tell right from left, but she seemed happy afterwards and went off in the correct direction.

Alex and I did the Dungeon. Brilliant, a lot of the acts/sets had been improved/fine tuned since I was last there. More bizarre French. Two French people wouldn't come out of the labyrinth. I wouldn't go in, but they had got through it and simply didn't understand that they had to come out. So I had to go in at the end and tell them to come out.
Alex screamed and held tightly onto me the whole way round, but she seemed to enjoy it nonetheless.

And then we walked along the South Bank of the River Thames. We went into the Globe theatre. Well, more the gift shop really.
Then we continued walking. It was just spectacular. The now denuded branches of the trees along the river where strung with blue and white lights. They just took my breath away.

And so to Wagamama's. This is one of Alex's favourite eateries wherever she is. I was underwhelmed. Nice food right enough, but a sparsity of style that gave rise to inefficiency where it should have created the opposite.
Outside, someone was now filming a scene where we needed to go, but they seemed to be still in the rehearsal stage so they didn't worry about us wandering through.

Tomorrow - Vancouver.