London.

I’ve been there.  A lot.

As I mentioned in Oh the Places I’ve Been: Breadth vs. Depth, I’ve visited England many times, largely because it’s where all of my in-laws live.  Usually when I’m travel architecting a trip to England, the husband – who went to university in London – makes a big push for spending at least a few days in the capital city.  So far, he’s always gotten his way.  Of course, it helps that London is where our plane usually lands.

Don’t get me wrong.  I like London.  It’s major league.  It consistently ranks among the top three most visited cities on the planet, and with good reason.  It has it all: history, royalty, art, culture, nightlife, parks, dungeons, castles, architecture, and gastronomy.  And nothing beats the accents.  As writer Samuel Johnson famously averred, “When you are tired of London, you are tired of life.”

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Millennium Bridge and St. Paul’s Cathedral

However, I don’t feel compelled to keep returning to the city each and every time we visit the motherland.  On our most recent trip, however, it was going to be necessary.

We were there to participate in the 2019 Prudential Ride London cycling event.  This is an annual closed-road bike ride in three distances: 100 miles, 46 miles, and 19 miles.  Way back in the early planning stages, the husband hatched a crazy scheme in which he would cycle from Charing Cross in London to Beaumond Cross in his hometown of Newark.  I, in turn, would drive the rental van (on the left side of the road! seated on the right side of the car! using my nondominant hand to shift! while jetlagged!).  You can imagine my relief when he discovered the Ride London event.  A proposition was made.  A compromise was reached.  Instead of the aforementioned lunacy, we would enter the Ride London lottery, arrange our travels to put ourselves in London on the weekend of the event, and hope for the best.

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Months later the cycling gods smiled upon us.  By some miracle, we both got into the ride – I into the 46 miler and the husband into the 100.  And so it was that after 2½ weeks of adventuring around England and Wales, we drove (for the first time ever) into the heart of London at, of all times, late afternoon on a Friday.  Then again, though that’s the rushiest of the rush hours where I live, I highly doubt there’s ever a good time to drive a car into London.

On that note, I’d like to take a moment here to dissuade you, should you be considering it, from driving in London.  It’s just insane.  In the heart of the city, it took us half an hour to go three miles.  Stop.  Creep forward.  Stop.  Creep forward.  Stop.  Creep forward…

But first things first.  We stayed at a place we are quite familiar with, having lodged there on several previous occasions: The Mad Hatter Hotel.  With rooms above and pub below, it’s splendidly located on the south bank of the Thames, a few steps from where Blackfriar’s Bridge meets Southwark, a stone’s throw from the Tate Modern and Shakespeare’s Globe, and within walking distance of the London Eye, Millennium Bridge, St. Paul’s Cathedral, Tower of London, and Houses of Parliament.

Unfortunately, and though you may not be able to tell from the pictures, the place has taken a noticeable downturn since the last time we were there.  Things were just… shabbier.  The place looks run down.  I looked to see if I could use “careworn” with an inanimate object such as a hotel room, but it appears to be a term reserved for humans.  Still, you get what I’m trying to say.  According to the manager, they are in negotiations to purchase the adjoining building and planning a complete remodel, so they are still in the running the next time we find ourselves in London, because there will be a next time, and the location can’t be beaten.

With just two free days in London, and having seen most of the major sites on previous visits, we engaged in some perhaps lesser-known activities while in The Big Smoke.

Arsenal Stadium Tour

Last Christmas, I promised the husband I’d try to become an English soccer fan – specifically, a supporter of his beloved team: Arsenal.  For the most part, I’ve failed.  Enjoying televised sports (except the Olympics) just isn’t in my DNA.  However, as a consolation prize, I booked us tickets to tour Arsenal’s Emirates Stadium, which is NOT a stone’s throw from the Mad Hatter.  It’s way the heck out there, but, it turns out, well worth the time and effort.

You see, even I, sports eschewer that I am, found the self-guided tour (pre-purchased online at $35 per person) well organized, interesting, and enjoyable.  Needing only to don the headphone contraption and keep an eye out for signage, the tour took us to all the behind-the-scenes places including:

  • Director’s entrance
  • Director’s box (where you watch the game by invitation only, so that leaves us out in the cold)
  • Diamond box (where you watch the game for £££££… again, out in the cold)
  • Players’ entrance
  • Home and away dressing rooms (guess which one is nicer)
  • Head coach’s office (Small, windowless, and cheerless, it’s like an underground bunker… maybe his salary makes up for it?)
  • Players’ tunnel
  • Dugout
  • Interview room
  • Press conference room
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I don’t need soccer star fame, but I’ll take the money.
  • Media lounge

And of course, no Emirates Stadium tour would be complete without lingering in their massive gift shop, where the husband made mincemeat of our travel funds.  The only thing that would have made the tour better for him is if we could have seen the team play.  Even I might have enjoyed that. However, we were there in the off-season, so it wasn’t to be.

London Transport Museum

Located in the area known as Covent Garden, this museum was one the husband had always wanted to see.  Not something that requires advanced tickets or has long lines, it seemed like the perfect way to spend a few hours.

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In fact, it was just OK.  It had some great old vehicles and plenty of interesting information, but it also had kids.  Lots and lots of noisy kids.  It wasn’t a children’s museum exactly, but neither was it a full-on adult-centered experience.  It was an unfortunate hybrid that made it difficult to concentrate on all the informational plaques.  (And this, from a seasoned teacher of elementary students.)

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The husband declared this the worst Tardis ever!  In fact, it’s an air raid shelter.

Worse yet, I had been expecting an interesting exhibit on the genesis of London’s new (or at least new to us) bicycle superhighways.  Sadly, there was nothing, so here’s my tiny exhibit on these wonderful creations that should be in every major city:

Ride London

There were several great things about this ride, aside from the obvious (no cars!).  First, London is wonderfully flat, especially in comparison to the other parts of Britain we had been cycling in.

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Ride London Expo & Packet Pickup: the husband’s happy place
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See the guy giving me two fingers?  That’s the British equivalent of the middle finger.  What a gentleman.

Second – and those of you in snowy regions will really appreciate this – the roads are as smooth as a baby’s bottom.  Without the freeze-thaw cycle that plagues colder climates, the roads are blissfully free of potholes.

And finally, a mild worry was who was going to have to wait for whom at the end, and for how long.  The husband’s 100-miler started at 6:45am, while my 46-er started at 9:30.  Unsure what our average paces would be (and even if we could somehow be sure, that’s a cruelly complicated math problem for a mathophobe like me), we just hoped for the best.  In the end, we finished within one minute of each other, and thanks to the miracle of cellphone technology, located each other right away.  Beautiful!

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Upon meeting up with the husband, I had the audacity to declare, “I’m not even tired!”  In the minutes it took to get my medal and retrieve my personal goods bag, however, my leg muscles began to seize up.  The unnerving two-mile cycle ride back to the hotel revealed three things: those brilliant cycling superhighways are not ubiquitous in London, traffic is crazy there all the time (especially fun was being sandwiched between the curb and a double-decker bus), and in fact, I was tired.  I spent the rest of the afternoon splayed out on the bed, doing half-hearted stretches and watching a Friends marathon.  Perhaps not the most British way to spend an afternoon, but it was just what my battered legs needed.  That night, I slept like a rock for 10.5 hours!  (My average is 7.)

Sky Garden & Fenchurch Restaurant

Our last evening in London ended on a high – both literally and figuratively.  Thanks to Janine Thomas’ blog Gastrotravelogue, I became aware of London’s relatively new Sky Garden and the Fenchurch Restaurant housed within it.

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Sky Bar in the Sky Garden.  The restaurant is up above.

Ever since the husband semi-surprised me with a luxury dining experience in the Eiffel Tower’s Jules Verne restaurant a few years ago, I’ve wanted to somehow return the favor.  Hoping to avoid the comedy of errors that preceded the Jules Verne experience, I booked dinner at the Fenchurch, revealing to the husband only that I was planning a fancy dinner and that it had something to do with one of my hobbies: gardening.  As predicted, he was baffled.

 

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Housed on the top floor of one of London’s tall buildings, Sky Garden, per its website:

…is a unique public space that spans three storeys (sic) and offers 360 degree uninterrupted views across the City of London. Visitors can wander around the exquisitely landscaped gardens, observation decks and an open air terrace of what is London’s highest public garden.

Londoners have a penchant for assigning nicknames to their uniquely shaped buildings.  Sky Garden is located at the top of a building referred to as the Walkie-Talkie.  Personally, I don’t see the resemblance, but what do I know?

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The Walkie-Talkie.  I can’t think of a better name for it, so I’ll just go with it.
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This is the Shard, which seems apropos, but some people call it the Salt Cellar.
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A close-up of what they call the Gherkin, which is the British name for a pickle.

Oops, I went off on a bit of a building-naming tangent there.  Getting back to Sky Garden and the restaurant… In brief, Fenchurch Restaurant has amazing views, food, and service.  It’s a fancy-schmancy fine-dining experience, so expect prices to match (although it was less expensive than the Jules Verne, despite a less-favorable exchange rate).  Afterward, we walked down a few steps to the Sky Garden, which by that time had filled with people enjoying the Sky Bar.  By the way, entrance to Sky Garden is free, but you have to reserve in advance.  Here are some bird’s eye views:

And a few more shots of the interior:

It’s not like one deserves a reward at the end of vacation.  True, this trip did involve some suffering (think cycling outrageously steep hills in the Peak District and surviving the Crib Goch death climb), but travel is generally not some onerous experience that requires a reward to get through.  Still, this flora-infused dining experience felt like one and was a great note on which to conclude our travels.

Costs associated with having a rental van for this portion of the trip:

  • London congestion charge: $28.05
  • Underground garage storage fee near our hotel: $103.79
  • GRAND TOTAL: $1,485.64!! 😦

The Travel Architect’s takeaway: Next time, convince the husband to leave the bikes at home, rent a small car for the trip, don’t opt for an additional driver, and ditch the car before reaching London.  Oh, and never trust your GPS unit.


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  1. Nice work on the ride! I will be in London in mid-October – don’t know if we will do the stadium tour, but pass along your favorite off the beaten path stuff to do there! I haven’t been to London in 8 years(?) – looking forward to it!

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    1. Thanks! Oh drat, this is the first time we’ve done off the beaten path things. These are not off the beaten path but: Hampton Court Palace is fab, and though I’m not that into art, the National Portrait Gallery is very enjoyable. Next time I get near London I’m definitely taking day trips to Eltham Palace and Hever Castle.

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      1. Thanks! Sean has never been there so we’ll have to do some the touristy things. We may do the Jack the Ripper tour one night. I’d say that’s off the beaten path 😉

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  2. So much fun here. I can feel it in your words and images. I like the off-beat museums you visited and admire your ability to find them. I like your conclusion about leaving your bikes at home. Why make things more difficult than they need be? Plus driving along in a cute little car sounds romantic and whimsical.

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  3. Sounds like a great time! The traffic in London is crazy, I don’t know why you’d ever want to drive in London. I can’t imagine cycling is much better either haha.

    Skip the trip to the Emirates next time you’re here and go see the better stadium further up the road 😉

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  4. As the husband will soon enter into his new career with the Arsenal, I’m glad you were able to see your new hometown with renewed enthusiasm. 😉

    It looks like a great trip filled with unique attractions and activities, aside from the lackluster transportation museum. And how exciting to participate in a bike race outside one’s home country!

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  5. Great fan of the sky garden 👌 Johnson (Samuel not Boris) was right about London, always something to do, although it can grow tiring when you’re sandwiched between several sweaty people on the underground 🤒

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    1. Thanks for the link. You got some great pictures from up there – I think even better than what we could see from the Walkie-Talkie. Not sure if it was your camera (I was just using an iPhone) or the Shard’s location, but either way, great pics. Thanks for sharing.

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  6. Great post! I fancy doing a stadium tour, and the Emirates looks great. Loved the shots from the Walkie Talkie, as well as the rest on this trip. Not the air raid shelter though, that small shelter freaked me out. Rather fancy my chances haha!

    You both look like you were having a blast 🙂

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      1. I went in the air raid shelter yesterday! Enjoyed looking around the Transport Museum. No worries! I am well off a zillion followers haha, but I am trying to read a lot more posts instead of writing, it is great to read about such experiences. I am sure you will see my name here again 😀

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      2. So glad you liked the transport museum. Kids are back in school now and it was a week day, so hopefully there were fewer distractions in the form of… what do you call them over there? Poppets? You are most welcome on my blog at any time. Thanks for reading and enjoy your discovery of your new home.

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      3. Haha I think some regions of the country use that term… depends how well behaved they are being I guess! Thanks, enjoyed the read and I am looking forward to blogging again.

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  7. You two have some of the most amazing adventures!! What an amazing experience that bike ride must have been. And getting to visit Emirates Stadium must have been an amazing experience for your hubby. He looks so happy!! 😀

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  8. The Shard is commonly known as The Cheese Grater – I think that works better than the salt thingy. It’s such a shame that you had to go to to The Emirates stadium and worse still that your husband supports Arsenal but I hope you get to experience the feeling of being in a full football stadium one day. Even non fans get a tingle when the crowd starts roaring. I have loved reading your experiences of the UK and I’m so glad that learning Welsh was a total waste of time – wasting time is something we pride ourselves on in Wales so you blended right in.

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