The plan for the day was to ride the hop-on hop-off Big Bus to see a couple of sights. Up early, Sharon made omelets for breakfast.
We took the Piccadilly line from Knightsbridge to Green Park. We picked up the red line Big Bus starting at Green Park. This took us through some areas that we hadn't seen yet. The guy providing the commentary along the way was pretty good. We rode the red line all the way to the 15th stop at St. Paul's Church.
We ended up taking a 90 minute guided tour of St. Paul's Church. As Jack noted, one of the oddest things was that there was essentially a series of war memorials in the church. The tour guide talked a lot about Wellington and Admiral Nelson. All of us enjoyed the guided tour.
From there, we walked across the Millennium Bridge to the Tate Modern Museum. We had lunch at the Kitchen and Bar Restaurant inside the museum. Sharon had sea bass, I had a burger and Jack had pasta.
After lunch, we toured the museum. I have a hard time with modern art. While there were some Picassos that I enjoyed, I am not sure I appreciate a large part of the collection.
During lunch, I asked Sharon and Jack who are famous modern artists and got a blank stare. I am sure I understand how this is or isn't impact by a digital society.
We caught the red line Big Bus back at St. Pauls. There was a taxi strike and, as a result, the route was changed. This lead to a number of upset passengers and a running dialogue between the tour guide and several passengers. This tour guide was not as good as the one we had in the morning. More on the Big Bus experience tomorrow. We jumped off the bus at the Waterloo station. We took the Jubilee and then Paccadilly lines back to the apartment.
The plan for the night was dinner at a restaurant called Rabbit. Jack's friend Charlotte who is doing a semester in London joined us for dinner. She met us at the apartment and then the four of us took an Uber to the restaurant.
All of us had a local and wild fixed menu with the wine pairings. This turned out to be an unsatisfying experience. I think that I am going to write a separate post after we get home and I am not feeling so rushed.
After dinner, we caught an Uber back to the apartment. Jack and Charlotte went out to listen to music...