July 23rd, 2006

Where’s that confounded bridge?

So it seems that Andy has finally managed to stop giggling every time he hears or says, “pence”.

I, on the other hand, have reverted back to age four of five, as last night I handed a handful of change to the man at the grocery store and asked, “How many is *this* many?” I start to sweat and my mind goes fuzzy when I need to count out change.

We had another great day observing this country and its people. Jo acted as our real life London tour guide, and we walked over many a big bridge, spent the day on the South Bank of the Thames, saw the Globe theatre, and had a couple o’ pints in a pub. Walked past the remnants of an old church built in 1172. There’s nothing like an eight-hundred and thirty-five year old wall to make you feel young again.

Quick highlights (or, more precisely, photos were one or more parties wasn’t squinting into the camera and Jack looks particularly cute):

Le Tour Guide avec l’enfant:

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Jo, Lianne, Jacques et Moi:
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Andy. le beer, and le babe:
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The Globe Theatre:
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Remnants of the Winchester Cathedral, circa 1172:
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La Famille Ensemble:
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Tally ho, Mates

Posted by: Sarah on July 23rd, 2006
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