The line, or queue, was tremendous. It went around the block. Still, I prepared myself for a long wait and got in line.
It took about thirty minutes to get inside.
But on the way, I got to see rose bushes which you could smell right from the line.
We weren't allowed to take pictures inside the Abbey, but I paid my respects to Handel, Henry James, Longfellow, Jane Auster, and the Bronte sisters, among other.
Seeing Elizabeth I's tomb was stunning. To think that you are standing right in front of where that powerful queen is buried is enough to give you chills that have nothing to do with the weather.
After exiting the main Abbey, I got to see the cloisters and the courtyard area.
After Westminster, I headed over to Hyde Park. It was such a lovely, sunny day that I didn't want to be inside anymore.
And a swan who came right up to me, begging for food. Which he got.
The smell of flowers of all kinds was strong, even in the breeze.
In another of the rooms, there were moving shadows projected on the walls dancing to the music of the era.
Then there was a whole section dedicated to Albert and Victoria, showing their lives.
Most of her rooms were dark so taking photos was impossible, but there were lots of trinkets and things from their lives.
By the time I was done with the palace, I was exhausted, like I'm-going-to-sit-down-right-here-in-an-old-Victorian-chair exhausted. So I grabbed some food and called it a day.