Today I lost a dear friend, the map I picked up at the Heathrow airport when we first arrived 2 weeks ago. Needless to say, I was very sad when I made this discovery in an area that I was already lost in... Luckily my tube map has remained faithful and I was able to make it back to the flat.
Other than losing my map, today has been a good day. Lots of boats, walking, and relaxing in the shade. I started my day at 5:34am (involuntarily) but I was able to watch the sun rise out my window. I laid in bed until about 8ish then decided to get up and on my way to Greenwich.
I was lost the moment I stepped off the tube, but did manage to get my bearings relatively quickly. After wandering along the Thames (and finding really cool apartments) I found the Greenwich Yacht Club, it was still pretty early (for a Saturday). So I took a couple of pictures then found a bus station (which was a big adventure).
Getting off the bus, I found myself at the National Maritime Museum. I wandered around the grounds with other early birds until the museum opened at 10am. It was a lot of fun to wander the museum. There weren't a lot of people there so it was nice to linger at exhibits on a Saturday morning. I was able to even try my hand at a legit boat simulator twice, I didn't do too bad either.
After wandering around the Maritime Museum I tried to find an antique market. Instead I stumbled across a small boot sale set up in a parking lot... it was like a huge garage/independent artist sale. It was cool to stroll through. I then retried to find the antique market and came to the conclusion that it has been turned into a construction site... Instead I followed a clump of locals to the Greenwich Markets, which was an even bigger mass of artists collected together. Which was totally awesome. I met some really awesome vendors (and actually saw how the spoon/fork bracelets are made!)
When I decided to move on, I followed the small (but steady) crowd along the street and ended up at the Cutty Sark, which was gorgeous. I spent the next few hours exploring the area, and relaxing in the shade when I felt like it. After a couple hours of that, I decided to find the foot tunnel to the other side of the river, which was 8 flights of stairs down, and a very long (I walked fast) way across, before more stairs up the other side. It was cool, but at the same time I couldn't really think about where I was or I was going to start freaking out (I kept thinking, "Ok, what would I do if the walls suddenly gave away?"...Mom, you would not have liked it-- at all. I barely did it.)
But once on the other side (and thankful that I didn't have to swim my way there) I wandered through Mill Wall Park before making my way to.... a park that I can't remember the name of... Mudchute! haha, I found myself wandering around Mudchute City Farm, and very much missing horseback riding (they had stables and bridle paths).
After Mudchute Farm, I kept wandering until I ran into a pond with a ton of sailboats on it, I FOUND BOATS! haha, I was so happy.... that I apparently forgot to keep track of my map =( so after watching sailboats and wandering around the quiet little city, I decided to go back to the flat.
I ended up getting on a bus going the wrong direction than I originally wanted, but it ended up going past where I had been earlier so I got off, hopped onto the tube and was on my way.
Now me and the only other flatmate who didn't go to Paris (or Ireland) this weekend are watching movies on tv (up now is Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers).
Only 6 more days here!
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