Even though our tube station is again open, we decided to slow ourselves down and take the bus. We walked a mile or so to the bus stop and then had the ride of a lifetime (in slow motion) past The Tower, St Paul's, Fleet Street, and the Royal Courts of Justice, ending up at Charing Cross Station. Trafalgar Square is across the street. The bus ride took over an hour (probably 10 minutes by tube) because the traffic is beyond belief. But it gave us time to gawk (front row seats on the top deck!)
Our day then consisted of just wandering around Trafalgar Square along with thousands of others, knocking on the door of the Canadian Embassy, walking down Pall Mall past St James Palace, along Jermyn Street and through a few arcades (Londonese for really expensive shops in an alley). We stopped into Fortnum and Mason for som
e £40 pate, then up Piccadilly to the Circus. We also stopped into two peaceful churches on the way, incongruous in all this luxury. St James has as its mandate ministering to the poor and lives the talk. A sign asks that homeless people needing to sleep please lie only in pews on the Piccadilly side of the church. We sat absorbing the beautiful setting to the sound of quiet snoring - quite a moving experience.
Piccadilly is a riot of noise, colour, and traffic even in the daylight and was swarming with a younger crowd. We ended up back in Trafalgar and sat at a sidewalk cafe watching the riot of end-of-day traffic and people. Buskers with loud-speakers added a certain ambiance to the scene!
Now I'd say that was the way to end our London experience.
Tomorrow will be mostly cleaning and packing. We're meeting our home exchange partner for a hello/goodbye dinner then off to York Wednesday. Probably (hopefully?) no stories until then.