Thursday (London)…

We awoke well-refreshed and ready to jump right into London starting with our all-time favorite London activity…visiting Buckingham Palace :). But the Queen wouldn’t start her day without breakfast, and neither should we. Big hotels are notoriously expensive when it comes to breakfast (which frankly runs counter to the entire European philosophy of “breakfast included”). But status has its benefit, and the Doubletree throws in free hot breakfast for its Diamond members. Whew. (This is precisely why we save these silly Hilton points for expensive cities!) Breakfast was quite good, most importantly including hot lattes. 🙂

On to Buckingham Palace and the annual Summer Opening of the State Rooms. We had purchased open-ended tickets for this visit (versus a set visit time/day), which let us get to the palace as early as we wished. What a great ticket…we by-passed the zoo of people standing and waiting for their set time and waltzed into the security screening area. Still a zoo…but a zoo at our own pace!

The state rooms at the palace never fail to impress, but what made this visit special was the temporary exhibit on the Queen’s coronation in 1953. Many of the rooms had special displays, and the audio guide had new content specifically highlighting events of the coronation 60 years prior. An impressive group photo at the palace was accompanied by a rough video of the scene before and after the shutter snapped; a rare glimpse of the informal banter that surrounded such a famous formal moment. We particularly enjoyed the displays of gowns, jewelry, and other “artifacts” from the festivities. Even the “most photographed woman in history” can still surprise you with touching details and intimate, behind-the-scenes moments.

We exited the palace onto the rear terrace, looking out over the expansive green lawn towards the private wooded park beyond. We escaped the sudden bright sun with coffee and snacks under a broad white tent. An ordinary scone with cream tastes magical during tea time at Buckingham Palace. The palace gift shop and restrooms had two things in common—#1 they were only located outside after the visit and #2 they were very popular…probably due to #1. 🙂

A winding path led us away from the palace, along the edge of the grounds, towards the exit. A few trees began to drop yellowing leaves, setting an example for others as autumn approached. Warm, late-afternoon sun lit up the forest and created bright, colorful scenes on tiny ponds. As we exited, we got our tickets stamped for a year of free return visits. Our new plan…let’s do this again tomorrow!!

The tour exit is at the far end of the palace grounds, so we made our way along the exterior wall back to the front of the palace. Morning, noon, and evening, there is always a colorful crowd posing and peering through the gold-highlighted gates. Stoic, crowd-pleasing guards prance back and forth. The gilded figure atop the Victoria Memorial gleamed brightly.

We plotted a long route back to the hotel, cutting through two parks. We cut diagonally across Green Park, skirting the edge of the Buckingham Palace grounds for a while. A recent addition, the Royal Air Force Bomber Command Memorial, sat simply and allowed for personal reflection on the heavy sacrifices of WWII. We walked beneath Wellington Arch on our exit from the park, across Knightsbridge into glorious Hyde Park.

Hyde Park was teeming with bicycle commuters and early-evening walkers, all carefully avoiding each other in an elaborate dance that is surely executed daily. Aware of the quickly setting sun, we made a beeline for the Serpentine. Good choice. The setting sun shone brightly on bobbing geese and swans and other waterfowl. Kids gleefully tossed out scraps of stale bread, only to be swarmed and shook-down for more. At the new Serpentine Gallery, we turned sharply back towards Marble Arch and our hotel.

For dinner, we strolled into Soho and looked for something new and tempting. So so many enticing choices. New mixed with old. Japanese seems to be the “hot new thing”…with long lines to prove it. We were lured into stylish Cây Tre for Vietnamese. A chalkboard out front sealed the deal with an enticing Vietnamese mojito 🙂 Twist our arm and force us to have one while we wait for a table! Crispy pork and mushroom spring rolls. A smoky “campfire” beef in a savory dark sauce. A yellow chicken curry with a spice that lingered! And a wonderful Vietnamese fried rice with a fried egg on top. All so fantastic. And yeah, those mojitos didn’t hurt!!

Full stomachs and tired legs didn’t stop us from wandering and exploring quiet streets as we made our way back to the hotel. Such a perfect day.