Just Touched Down in London Town

We finally made it home! For a second I was getting worried…

We were scheduled to fly out of London on Saturday around 8pm, putting us back in Brisbane early Monday morning just in time for Travis to go to work. Around 4pm Saturday Travis noticed our passports that had been sitting by the front door (so we wouldn’t forget them) were no longer there. We looked high and low before determining the unthinkable must have happened- my sister, Caroline, must have taken them when she left for college that morning.

We confirmed that suspicion just as Caroline was getting off her 6 hour train ride in Edinburgh, Scotland (luckily we were able to catch her before she got on to her next train). She raced across town to make the next flight back to London but unfortunately she missed it by minutes… and the next flight was cancelled. Long story short, but a shady Edinburgh airport stay and hefty airline change fee later we headed back to Australia Sunday afternoon.

Anyway- enough of that madness and back to our trip. Since this was our third time going to visit my parents and my fourth time in London we already had most of the tourist attractions ticked off but we managed to squeeze in a few new activities.

Friday we went to Kings Cross Station so my potter head husband could get a picture at the Platform 9 3/4.


Saturday we went to go by Westminster and Big Ben at night to get some pictures of them all lit up though…


How many London symbols can we get in one picture?



Sunday we made a concerted effort to attend church at Westminster Cathedral but shockingly we did not make it out of the house in time. We decided to visit St. Paul’s Cathedral instead since we hadn’t been before. We missed the last service so we just walked around, took pictures and added to our nativity collection.


Travis thinks it’s hilarious to make me awkwardly pose in front of telephone booths everywhere. I promise this is the last one (that I’m posting- there are plenty more..).




After our wander we decided to give Gordon’s another go and try and get a table. I talked some about Gordon’s some here. It’s the oldest wine bar in London- opened in 1890. You can read more about this history (including an interactive timeline) here. Every time we have gone it has been packed and we have had to sit outside. Since Sunday afternoon, especially on a sunny day, was not prime time to sit indoors in a dark cellar we were in luck.




Two hours, a bottle of wine, cheese plate and a roast later we finally made our back into the sunshine.

Travis wanted to go see MI6, apparently where James Bond worked? It was pretty anti-climatic and we wouldn’t even have known that we were there if it weren’t for google maps.

Sooo we took a picture and called it a day.


I unfortunately did not get any photographs of our teams embarrassing defeat that evening at trivia night at the pub.

Next week I am sharing our road trip to Belgium! 🙂