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.
It's really beautiful, and, since Big Ben is close by, you hear that ancient ringing throughout the Abbey.
On the walls were these murals, with saints and angels. They are extremely faded, but that gives them an even cooler look.
I'm sure they're working to preserve all of these because it would be a shame to lose them further to age.
This is the Pyx room, called like that because of some of the coins and things that used to be stored in the large chests you'll see in the next picture.
After Westminster, I headed over to Hyde Park. It was such a lovely, sunny day that I didn't want to be inside anymore.
The park looks big in a map, but it is truly huge when you're there. I think you could spend hours and hours and not see everything. I was there for a good two hours and still missed the Peter Pan statue.
Th flower displays are so carefully maintained. There were tons of workers there, trimming and planting.
I didn't catch it in this picture, but there was a magpie running around looking for all kinds of food. And the squirrels are cheeky little things, too. One of them climbed right up my leg to see what I had in my bag. I came prepared this time, though, with Jammie Dodgers and a whole bag of bread.
This is the Diana Memorial. Very pretty, though why people are allowed to stick their feet in, I don't know.
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.
There were signs not to feed pigeons and squirrels in this section, but I don't think anyone told that to them becasue the squirrels ran toward people, trying to grab their bags and things. They were also very fat, so they're getting plenty of food. I gave them the rest of a granola bar I had. There were also small little birds who hopped right into my hand to eat crumbs and pieces of granola. I felt a bit like Snow White, prancing around like a lunatic with squirrels and small small, peeping birds begging for food.
After the Flower Walk, without a single crumb of food left in my bag, I headed for Kensington Palace.
This was the staircase that all the merchants and dignitaries took to meet the King when he was in the palace.
In another of the rooms, there were moving shadows projected on the walls dancing to the music of the era.
They had these gramophones piping in whispers of what the royal court said about Queen Anne when she couldn't produce an heir.
The set up in all of these rooms was beautiful. Someone with a bit of artistic flair got free reign of the place.
It's hard to see in the picture because the room was dark and they didn't allow flash photography, but those were all houses which you could look into.
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.
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