For a short while I doubted whether this trip was going to happen. My credit card was compromised two days before departure....but, a new one got overnighted. Rather than downloading boarding passes at the airport, we downloaded them the day before and discovered that my flight was changed. My friend would have gotten to London about 3 hours ahead of me....but, since we were meeting in Dallas, if I got there----and no friend ( she would already be in the air and out of phone contact)---would I really have hopped on the plane without her? The stars lined up....off we went.
We stayed in a little walk-down flat in South Kensington (ours was below the scaffolding), two blocks from the tube. (Not the best picture of the flat, but I wanted to prove that we actually had the sun shining on us for a couple hours!) The row was built in 1845 and the little garden in the square
was designed 3 years later.
There was a tiny little garden connected to our flat...
This is the view from the bedroom window, which was also to serve as the fire escape (although there is no egress from the garden!!)...something about a ladder in the closet, and cranking the windows out, and putting a towel over the sill and climbing out....fortunately we didn't have to put this into practice, and there were no fire drills.
With Oyster card in hand, we found our way all over the city---underground---with hardly a mishap (I got smooshed in the door only once)--a great accomplishment for two of the most directionally impaired women I know. Besides an efficient means of travel....the tube provided people-watching entertainment. What people do on their travels....snack, drink, work, smooch, visit, catch up on the news, sleep, listen to music, embark on vacations, and---of course, read. (not a single knitter, though)
She had just opened the book....and I missed the shot. She's reading Pickwick Papers. Perfect.
Antiquing was a high priority, but unfortunately we found that Saturday was prime time for antique shops/markets and we weren't there on a Saturday. This didn't keep us from looking.....
a couple of shops were open,
loved the look in this clothing shop---one whole wall, and
the front window all lined with vintage machines. Our favorite:
Camden Passage was supposed to be loaded with antique vendors and malls....we went on Tuesday. Na-da.
But.......look at the very far end.....!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
While waiting for the shop to open...we queued up with a woman from Canada, one from Boston, and a local newbie knitter who was there to buy a cable needle.
This girl was fearless....now I usually carry around a little knitting, but she whipped out an AFGHAN from her messanger bag (tree of life pattern!). We were killing time, so I taught her how to cable without a cable needle.
Loop was the kind of shop I could easily have spent two or three days in--just hanging out. I did buy yarn for the shawl in the window (grey and lavender), and I would show it to you, but it's apparently still on vacation.....my suitcase didn't make it home yet.
---to be continued, with maybe some yarn pictures