
So I went to London this past Tuesday for a work thing.
Unfortunately there was no time for sightseeing. It was strictly business.
I decided to document the trip anyway. From the backseat of a cab.
My downtime on this quick trip to the UK was in the cab to and from the airport.
On the plus side, you can see a lot when you take the scenic route.
Welcome to England. Terminal 5. It's nice and clean, unlike NY's JFK.

On the Road.

My clients.
(Just kidding, I have no idea who these ladies are.)

The London Eye

A Clock Named Ben

Westminister's blurry Abby
(Scene from European Vacation going through my head)

It was a beautiful day. They don't get many of these kind of nice days I think.

Buckingham Palace


The National History Museum

A Bond Sighting

Harrods

Stopped, at a light.

Harvey Goes to the Elephants.

The Fuller's Brewery

I didn't have time to grab a fresh Guinness. But a couple bottles of my other favorite UK beverage, Lucozade, got me through the day.

Agreed.

Racing a BMW on the way back to Heathrow.

Ditto with an ambulance.

Locked in the cab.

Approaching Heathrow.

Thinking 2012. Heading back to the USA.

...Waiting....

Safely Through security.

Quick stop at a news agent for Scaramouch.

Read YBNBY article in Maxim UK, needed absolution.

PlaneVertainment (Family Guy)

Empty? Oh Shit!

Back Home. Safe and sleepy.

Next time I hope there's a few more minutes to order a Guinness. Have a great weekend.
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this "work trip"... did Scara make you go to London just to buy that magazine?
"Look kids! Big Ben! Parliament!"
A quick shout out to Pat in the UK who thoughtfully sent me a copy of Maxim, to Baierman for picking me up a copy while over there, and to Maxim themselves, who read my plea, and guiltily admitted to forgetting, and sending me one under plain wrapper.
It's like London buses. You wait all day for a magazine with naked ladies in it, and then three come along all at the same time.
My Pleasure Scaramouch, and at least the pages of the one I sent were not stuck together!
Pat
Damn, Mel B went and got all hot ...
Maybe I'm just missing the joke here, but you guys DO know that Guinness is brewed in Ireland, right?
No joke.
When you can't get Guinness in Ireland, you get Guinness in the UK. Tastes better than Guinness in NYC.