After she landed at Heathrow I cooked up a nice meal before she collapsed on the couch from jet lag, Tuesday we spent a fantastic afternoon and evening strolling around central London and basking in the British sunshine.
Archives for July 2014
- I though Van Gogh had died of syphilis but this was wrong, he committed suicide by shooting himself in the stomach and bleeding to death for 2 days.
- He had a mental illness
- He spent some time in a mental institute in France
- The most remarkable thing about Van Gogh I think is the sheer number of paintings he completed in such a short space of time, in fact all of his major works of art were completed in the last 10 years of his life.
Apologies for the lack of pictures there were not permitted inside the Van Gogh Museum but there were plenty of postcards to purchase at the shop.
Have you visited the Van Gogh Museum? Did you have a similar experience?
We started in Picadilly Circus, ventured through Trafalgar square, down Whitehall and past Downing Street to possibly one of the few places that still gets me giddy every time I go there – Big Ben and Westminster!
I don’t care how long you live in London or how many times you walk past Big Ben you can’t not get excited when you see him! After crossing Westminster Bridge we turned left and did a loop and ended up going past Westminster Abbey which I’ve never been too fussed about but that evening it looked gorgeous and a chinook even flew right over it when we were driving past, very good timing! After driving past Buckingham Palace it was back to Picadilly to be dropped off at Planet Hollywood for the next part of the evening.
|View from the top of the bus on Westminster Bridge|
|Houses of Parliament|
- There are two routes to choose from
- Tickets are valid for 24 hours or 48 hours
- There are 12 languages available on the audio guide
- Free river cruise included
- Free fully guided walking tours (Royal London, Harry Potter, Ghosts by gaslight)
- There are 17 cities worldwide which offer the bus ride
Now I am no beer connoisseur but my other half certainly is so here are the best ones he tried in Amsterdam.
There is also thee old faithful Heineken which you can’t forget about!
We walked in a different direction the day before to get to the red light district. Last time I was in Amsterdam I stayed in the red light district and had a great time but this time I am very glad I didn’t. It is what it is but I found it incredibly grubby this time around. The litter, the ‘Brits abroad’, the constant smell of weed just didn’t do it for me. We did in fact find ourselves down some alley ways with the ‘older prostitutes’ which was funny and we enjoyed laughing at their attempt at trying to get people in.