Sunday at the Palace

We both loved Kensington Gardens for a walkabout so when Sunday morning dawned, I said pastries at Pauls and then we trot the calories off (I only wish) by taking ourselves up to Kensington Palace. Paul's is always crowded and dh started muttering about no seats, but I can shift myself into a seat before the last person on it is standing upright! It wasn't really early but it was overcast as we walked there. Here's one of those lovely old brick buildings where I can 'see' myself living in a flat. Dreaming I'm living in that flat...

We arrived at Paul's, it was crowded, we stood in line and debated this or that, I snagged two seats, and dh did the ordering. It all worked out tho I know he really wanted a more substantial, but less carb ridden, breakfast. Too bad, this was my choice and if I got to hell in a handbasket it will be happily. His food, then my food, and then more for me! And oh that berry tart was luscious.

Just look at all these goodies I didn't eat. I was tempted to try a macaroon but made the better choice by passing ...I think. Plus I don't really like meringue so it wasn't too hard to pass up.

Up Gloucester Road we walked, & the sky went from gorgeous to ominous all within a few minutes.

Shops to look at but no buying on a Sunday a.m. Signs to note.

Once we arrived at Kensington Park, we enjoyed these signs AND the facilities.

Women and twins? ;-)

At this break, we'll take a break and be back with more and we really are coming to an end with this trip. Truly!

We Go to Chelsea

The vacillation in the weather was no surprise to us by now, but boy when the gorgeous days came, we relished them. I had wanted to go to Del Aziz and while they did have breakfast, neither of us wanted to rush any more than we ever had to. As dh said...this is a vacation. There are no musts, or gottas. So we managed a late breakfast/early lunch.

Chelsea wasn't that far by bus, tho we weren't sure of the final route of the bus we hopped on. Getting off when I saw a road I wanted led to a serendipitous find for my grandson. He and I are both Liverpool supporters but...hey, football icons are worth noting.

Oh well, with prices of tickets as high as they are today, it was just as well that the only game we could have seen was sold out. On to food. DH had this concoction that could have been called every bit of meat including the kitchen sink. He loved it.

I went with this salad that had the Israeli couscous and yummy it was. Darn, that picture is making me hungry now!

Back to the heart of Chelsea to meet up with some people, and a good day it was. Finally it was time for dinner, and that was one of the great things about our location. We had most every nationality of food to choose from. The choosing was the hardest part. That night it was Thai with soup first

His dinner

and hers.

Finally, a short walk back to the hotel in a gorgeous London night.

Oh Yes, there was dessert - two items we bought at Del Aziz earlier in the day. The cake was his despite me and my fork. The apricot tart was mine....oh heaven.

(If you're wondering, yes, I do bring a good set of cutlery with us...and a sharp knife, and usually a can-opener. I prepare for food - don't you???)

Different Directions

Ok, by this time in a trip, we...well ok "I"... need time alone. DH never says he does, but he knows "I" do and is fine with that now. It took a year or two of marriage to work that one out. He stays in to do some work and I go to Buckingham Palace to see..no not the queen...but an exhibit that includes Bruegel paintings. If I recall it was 8 pounds and dh had no interest in that.

This time I get on the bus, and get off at Victoria and walk down Buckingham Palace Road to the ...palace.

I see this sign which is rather obvious but one must be sure these days. I don't plan to trespass and 'help the police with their enquiries' as they say.

Seeing the entrance and no crowds, I decide that lunch 1st might be a good idea.

There's nothing quite as good as breakfast for lunch esp when someone makes it for you.

With a happy tummy, I now have energy to walk the marble halls again. I never do see that much of the palace but my point was the Bruegels.

That part of the exhibit was small but enough to satisfy me. I continued walking round the rooms with a portion of the gazillion gifts the royal family has been given over the years. It was numbing. btw, the gift shop in the palace and the similar one across the street on Bucks Palace Road have very nice souvenirs but nothing I 'needed'. I did want one thing for my grandson that I finally found in one of those cheesy shops - an underground 'bar' towel that he can use in his sport kit.

I have no recollection of the rest of the day and neither of us had pictures so I will presume it was a rest and recuperation day with Sainsburys or Waitrose for dinner. That kind of break is good too, with a book or a football match on the telly.