We awoke blearily after a strange nights sleep following our epic transit and had a comforting breakfast.Packed lunch, water, fruit and headed to the train station to catch a commuter train to Green Park to join up with the “Big Bus” hop off/hop on again tour service that does all day circuits of the city. We had the option to pre-buy these tickets in Oz but decided not to in case we were to shattered from the traveling but in the end we just thought ‘bugger it’ and went. What a great choice. We got commentary, got our bearings and got to see most of the city and we could get off and explore a little along the way.
The day was exhausting, and with a couple of restorative tea stops we headed off to Notting Hill and then walked Holland Park (our home namesake) only to discover it is a really posh suburb centered on a lovely park that was bursting with spring blooms.
Amazed by the lush greens and vital colors (drenched by a sun shower then real torrential rain,then baked by sunshine – yeah, it confused us as well) we saw our first squirrels – lovely little varmints (that taste like chicken, apparently) with the softest, bushiest tails you can imagine.
We wearily trudged to a larger Tescos, did some grocery shopping (finding things the express did not have) and then trudged home in a thunderstorm to collapse and revive. What a huge but brilliant day – now we know where the things we want to see are, how to get to them, approximate routes and distances. We also learnt a little macro history/structure of the city we plan to get much more familiar with in the coming week.