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Published: June 27th 2018
Out Of Bounds
Swan on the wrong side of the fence... No food for you!
Day 3 - Visiting a favorite
Tony’s “avoid jet lag” plan is a success, so far. We all went to sleep at a normal London time (10 pm or so), and woke up by ourselves between 8 and 9 am, having slept comfortably throughout the night. This has not always been the case on international trips.
We ate a light breakfast in the flat and headed out to Waterloo Station to catch a train to Windsor (singing Abba in our heads, and out loud). Having just been in Waterloo the night before, we are, of course, experts into how to enter and exit… so of course, we got lost again, and found a new entrance, which we realized had already gone to years ago.
After an hour ride on a mostly empty train, we arrived at Windsor. It was a bit late for the changing of the guard, but we have seen that. While the castle tour is very cool, we have done that too. We really went to Windsor today to shop, eat fish and chips, feed the swans, and walk around Eton.
Eton was pleasant, and it was neat
A peek into the exclusive and private courtyard at Eton College.
to see the students at the Eton College walk around in their long-tailed tux school uniforms. The fish and chips tasted wonderful as usual. We became surrounded by a group of British Octogenarians in the outdoor seating who all acted as you might expect British Octogenarians would. We were not disappointed.
After stating that he did not really want to feed the swans again, Tony changed his mind and proceeded to catch the attention of all of the onlookers by hand-feeding the swans. Tony pointed out they don’t have teeth, and didn’t bite that hard. After dozens of swans confused Tony’s fingers for food, Tony was left with only one small cut. Michelle helped by telling the swans that “Fingers are friends, not food.”
It was a bit hot to walk and shop, and as we got closer to town again, it was way too crowded with tourists. We opted for some iced tea and iced coffee, and then caught the (again mostly empty) train back to London.
Instead of going directly to the flat, we picked up some Oyster cards and took the Underground (not subway) to the Borough Market.
Walk too fast in Eton, and you miss charming little residential alleys like this.
We found some raviolis, fresh bread, meat and cheese, and fresh veggies and wandered along the riverbank streets back to our flat.
A word of warning. Borough Market has dozens of shops and they are mostly marked in Google Maps. Inside the market, however, your phone can’t really tell where you are. You have to resort to good old-fashioned triangulation and paying attention to street names, or just wander around till you find it (you can guess what we did mostly).
Back at the flat, we had a nice outdoor dinner. The flat we are in opens up onto a shared interior patio. It is quiet and clean, and very nice to hang out in. Our temporary neighbors (they leave tomorrow) were also eating, and we chatted a bit. Tony goes to the office tomorrow (near Shoreditch) early. Anne and Michelle plan to walk with him and explore that area. After that they plan to head to Portobello Market and collect a few more essentials for the flat as well as figure out another dinner. Tonight we plan to play a few board games, and early to bed.
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