London.

We had our first trip into London.

The first of many, hopefully. We didn't get much time in the city, mostly Sunday morning and the afternoon, before we drove the 2 1/2 hours home to Worcester. The real reason for this trip was not to see the city, but for me to take an English test. Oh, yes.... Listening, reading, writing, and speaking.... There's nothing more humbling than having to review the basics of your own language, but it's a necessary hoop to jump through for transfering my RN license. So the Sunday excursion to London was more of a conveniently located reward since the testing site was just north of the city.

Here I am, right before the test, pouting. Jerremy bought me a cup of coffee to cheer me up.

The test took the whole of Saturday... But Sunday we took the train to St. Pancras station and set off to find the British Museum.

I'm reading about the Rosetta Stone on the other side of the glass exhibit. The museum is massive. We saw less than half of it before we lost steam. But it's free, so we'll head back on another day to explore some more!

After the museum we caught the London Underground to Westminster and walked around. We crossed a few bridges over the River Thames and walked under the London Eye. We ate some lunch in a park where we listened to Big Ben chime one o'clock. And then we made our way home, feeling content that we can just pop into "town" for the weekend.