london baby 06
The London trip was most fun. Here is a summary of main events. Enjoy.
Wednesday 28th June
Arrived at BIA at about.. 4.40. Already there were a few people there. Once we'd all arrived (except Jeremy and Sara) we checked in and stood about waiting for the next few years waiting on their arrival. Once they arrived we all cleared off through security and got us all coffee; it was much needed. The flight was infact Bob's first ever experience of a plane journey and he seemed to enjoy it. But of course, as we were flying with easyJet, there is always some sort of mishap; on this occasion, they accused Jenny of being on the wrong flight. How odd. Then the pilot claimed to be called Cillian Murphy; a name I recognise from the simply fabulous film Breakfast On Pluto.
We arrived at Luton just after 8am and as we were wandering through the Arrivals area I spotted someone from work, which was a bit odd. I don't expect to see fellow Omniplex employees wandering about London, when I barely see any wandering about Lisburn.
We then got a coach thing down to our hotel which was just off the Tottenham Court Road, so just around the corner from Oxford Street. We then had to rush off to the tube to go to the Houses of Parliament. Got there okay and then we shoved into a small room where we argued with politicians for a good 2 hours. It was great, we totally freaked out our Secretary of State; within 2 minutes he had gone. Owned.
After that madness we walked over to the London Eye- I saw Nathan from Sugar Rush on the way, haha- and queued for about 15 minutes. It was pretty good, the views were nice. I'd been on it before, but it was good nonetheless.
Once we'd finished London Eye-ing, we walked, stopping first at Trafalgar Square and then on to Wagamama's to get some food. It was fantastic; on the way I saw a nice man playing a guitar, rather he was playing the neck of a guitar like a piano. That was awesome. Then we went down to Covent Garden and did some hardcore shopping which was ace; for example, purchase of the ridiculous sunglasses. After that we just dandered back to the hotel and then went to see We Will Rock You, which by the way is very fucking weird. Went to Brothel King after; it was a Burger King but it felt distinctly dodgy, especially given that semi-naked women kept walking down to the undergound seated area and never came back. Scary.
Thursday 29th June
Woke up in time for breakfast at 8.30. Some of our group appeared after 9, somewhat worse for wear. Amusing. After breakfast we were supposed to leave after 9.15ish to go to the Wallace Collection, however a bombscare on the Tottenham Court Road meant we couldn't get to the tube station. After 9.30 we managed to leave, and freaked out two unfortunate young men with our talks of bombscares and Northern Irishness. They looked terrified, I think they saw us as responsible. Ahem. We got to the Wallace Collection after 10 and then got a tour around there. The reason for this visit was just that the guy whose house it once was, Sir Richard Wallace, gave land to our school when it first opened, or something. We then went down to Oxford Street and went shopping! Fun-o. Then, for some more culture, we went to the Globe to see Coriolanus, or in our case, 35 minutes worth of Coriolanus. The Globe is pretty good, I'd've liked to have stayed and seen the whole thing but we were all absolutley shattered, it was too warm and our feet were sore. Tragic, but we got over it and lay on some grass by the Tate Modern for half an hour, before recommencing the Oxford Street shopping. The Topshop was amazing and if I'd had more money I would've gone completely mad and spent hundreds. Thankfully I didn't have hundreds though, or I'd've had problems carrying it all on the plane. Har har. Wandered back to the hotel after that, and then had dinner. It was straight to the airport after that (but not before some mad woman in a sequinned dress asked me to 'zip her up' in the hotel toilet) to return home. Last minute airport shopping quickly ensued, and by 10.30 we were all back in delightful Norn Iron.
That wasn't really much of a summary. Sorry.
Wednesday 28th June
Arrived at BIA at about.. 4.40. Already there were a few people there. Once we'd all arrived (except Jeremy and Sara) we checked in and stood about waiting for the next few years waiting on their arrival. Once they arrived we all cleared off through security and got us all coffee; it was much needed. The flight was infact Bob's first ever experience of a plane journey and he seemed to enjoy it. But of course, as we were flying with easyJet, there is always some sort of mishap; on this occasion, they accused Jenny of being on the wrong flight. How odd. Then the pilot claimed to be called Cillian Murphy; a name I recognise from the simply fabulous film Breakfast On Pluto.
We arrived at Luton just after 8am and as we were wandering through the Arrivals area I spotted someone from work, which was a bit odd. I don't expect to see fellow Omniplex employees wandering about London, when I barely see any wandering about Lisburn.
We then got a coach thing down to our hotel which was just off the Tottenham Court Road, so just around the corner from Oxford Street. We then had to rush off to the tube to go to the Houses of Parliament. Got there okay and then we shoved into a small room where we argued with politicians for a good 2 hours. It was great, we totally freaked out our Secretary of State; within 2 minutes he had gone. Owned.
After that madness we walked over to the London Eye- I saw Nathan from Sugar Rush on the way, haha- and queued for about 15 minutes. It was pretty good, the views were nice. I'd been on it before, but it was good nonetheless.
Once we'd finished London Eye-ing, we walked, stopping first at Trafalgar Square and then on to Wagamama's to get some food. It was fantastic; on the way I saw a nice man playing a guitar, rather he was playing the neck of a guitar like a piano. That was awesome. Then we went down to Covent Garden and did some hardcore shopping which was ace; for example, purchase of the ridiculous sunglasses. After that we just dandered back to the hotel and then went to see We Will Rock You, which by the way is very fucking weird. Went to Brothel King after; it was a Burger King but it felt distinctly dodgy, especially given that semi-naked women kept walking down to the undergound seated area and never came back. Scary.
Thursday 29th June
Woke up in time for breakfast at 8.30. Some of our group appeared after 9, somewhat worse for wear. Amusing. After breakfast we were supposed to leave after 9.15ish to go to the Wallace Collection, however a bombscare on the Tottenham Court Road meant we couldn't get to the tube station. After 9.30 we managed to leave, and freaked out two unfortunate young men with our talks of bombscares and Northern Irishness. They looked terrified, I think they saw us as responsible. Ahem. We got to the Wallace Collection after 10 and then got a tour around there. The reason for this visit was just that the guy whose house it once was, Sir Richard Wallace, gave land to our school when it first opened, or something. We then went down to Oxford Street and went shopping! Fun-o. Then, for some more culture, we went to the Globe to see Coriolanus, or in our case, 35 minutes worth of Coriolanus. The Globe is pretty good, I'd've liked to have stayed and seen the whole thing but we were all absolutley shattered, it was too warm and our feet were sore. Tragic, but we got over it and lay on some grass by the Tate Modern for half an hour, before recommencing the Oxford Street shopping. The Topshop was amazing and if I'd had more money I would've gone completely mad and spent hundreds. Thankfully I didn't have hundreds though, or I'd've had problems carrying it all on the plane. Har har. Wandered back to the hotel after that, and then had dinner. It was straight to the airport after that (but not before some mad woman in a sequinned dress asked me to 'zip her up' in the hotel toilet) to return home. Last minute airport shopping quickly ensued, and by 10.30 we were all back in delightful Norn Iron.
That wasn't really much of a summary. Sorry.