London: Day 3

Our final day started off with us delightfully leaving our hotel, which in 3 weeks will be met with a wrecking ball -- and it couldn't have happened sooner.

After dropping off our bags at the front desk and paying 5 pounds for the privilege (the first hotel in Europe we've stayed at that charges for that), we hoped onto the tube and headed towards the the City to check out St Paul's Cathedral and the financial district.

After exiting the subway and walking in the wrong direction for about 15 minutes, I asked a very helpful policemen bobby, who pointed us in the right way.

The odd thing about St. Paul's was how there were hardly any tourists there -- just normal, everyday people. Who would've thought, a church in Europe where people actually came to worship and not just to pose and take pictures... like this:


After St Paul's, we walked over to the financial district, or "Bank Junction"



and stopped by the Bank of England museum to learn about things we forgot shortly after.

We hopped back onto the tube towards Buckingham Palace, where it was a foot race to make it for the changing of the guard. Luckily, we made it before it began, but unfortunately, the masses had already swarmed the area.



After crowding around the gate and admiring the back of peoples' heads for half an hour, we decided to leave and promptly dubbed it, "most over-rated changing of the guard...ever."

We then proceeded to take a stroll in the park where Waverly met up with some of her friends:


To cap off our adventures in London, we headed over to the biggest tourist sucker of them all, the London Eye. The ride took about 30 minutes, with the first 10 minutes filled with "ooo's" and "awww's" and the last 10 minutes with "is this thing over yet?"





With all the main sights of London under our belt, we retrieved our luggage, dragged it cross town to a random train station in order to catch a train to Luton airport, where it was off to the one most beautiful cities in all of Europe...