You can reach me on an airplane, you can reach me with your mind
You can reach me by caravan, cross the desert like an Arab man
I don't care how you get here, just- get here if you can" --Brenda Russell
taking photos of tube adverts.
This is how the Hubby and I travel. I'm like a third-world inferior wife keeping a certain distance from her Husband.
His legs are longer, and I'm dealing with an impairment that keeps me from walking quickly (you know, camerahand)
Well that's it (not really, but that's all I'm subjecting you to). It's time to return to my sharp, distinct writing style... fine, it's time to begin rambling again. Cut a girl some slack....
Is there really a London bridge in Arizona?
ReplyDeleteI love your pictures. I'm so glad you are camerahand.
I got such a kick out of the "mind the gap" reminders when we were in London. Too funny!
ReplyDeleteYes there really is A London Bridge in Arizona...Lake Havasu...been under it many times!
ReplyDeleteThanks for the tour...OMG...(my kids are driving me nuts right at this very minute) save me...
ReplyDeleteI must have been misinformed. I had heard the double deckers were being retired??
ReplyDeleteAnd, I'm so glad of the view of Tower Bridge. (giggled at the Az one!)
How I would love to be in your shoes! I'm glad you loved Phantom. If you get a chance to catch it in Las Vegas after you get back to America, be sure to.
ReplyDeleteEnjoy Father's Day.
Mary Ann
I love when you take me on tour with you. :)
ReplyDeleteObviously those people are lined up to see your blog and look at all of your photos.
ReplyDeleteI got behind on reading your posts, so just went through the last five or so posts and read them all and commented on them all. You are making me pretty dang happy with all of these photos of London! Thank you thank you thank you!
Wendy
my husband flipped out when my dad took a picture in the tube last summer, was convinced we'd be arrested as terrorists. sigh.
ReplyDeleteand then, when we went to the tower, that line was down and we had to walk FOREVER to get there, and then from there to the british museum. oh my blistered feet.
Man I miss London!
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