Travel Blog - London

It's an interesting challenge writing a travel blog years after the fact, but in the interest of trying to jot down what I can before I forget it all I'm going to try.

Travel was certainly not something I grew up fantasizing about. In every sense of the word, I was a homebody – I didn't learn to ride a bike until years after my peers and I delayed getting a driver's license, both with the understanding that I wasn't planning on going anywhere.

I met my now-wife at a young age. In many ways, we had very similar, sheltered childhoods. For her, though, the prospect of being an adult meant a chance to try new things – travel being on that list.

The ultimate question of any new American traveler is inevitably "Where can I go where I understand the language?"

Heathrow, Here We Come!

A rainy day at Schiphol Airport, August 2013

It was right about the time this photo was taken, landing for a transfer near Amsterdam, that I remembered that Canadians also speak English. But that didn't matter, because as far as my wife and I were concerned everything worth seeing was in "London."

I put London in quotes here as it was not entirely apparent to us that England, or the UK for that matter, was a lot bigger than we had anticipated. That is to say, it is one thing to look up flights, and train schedules, and zoomed-out images on MapQuest, but an an entirely different matter to be there, walking with aching feet through endless streets.

I was obsessed with the train station roof, but in my defense it was the first train station I had ever been in.

My wife and are are planners. I suspect in another life she was a travel agent or architect. She spent weeks looking up and writing down every train we would take, every sight we would see, and every place that had passable afternoon tea. I grossly misunderstood the assignment and spent twenty-something hours researching tipping culture and how to order a pint at a pub.

Both would prove to be useful, I guess, in varying degrees.


A lot happened on this trip, so trying to condense it into a single blog post doesn't feel right. Breaking it up into 200 posts feels more right, but I'm guessing there's an ideal number somewhere in between.

London 2013, part 1 of ?