Anyway, soon after I dumped my stuff at my sister's alarmingly small but comfy room, we went on an open top bus tour which was made even more special thanks to the cold and wet English weather, well complemented by my jetlag. I did, however, get to see some of the renowned sights of London - the Big Ben, the Buckingham Palace, the 'British Airways' London Eye, and of course the restaurant where the tickets to the Titanic (the ship, not the movie) were sold. The restaurant is surprisingly called 'The Texas Embassy'.
The next day, my sister and I woke up early to stand in line to get tickets for the incredibly popular musical, 'Wicked'. Wicked was, (pardon the lame attempt to act British) simply wicked. Brilliant special effects and a very clever story make it a must see. My jet lag got the better of me again and so I wasn't able to explore
I fell in love with
There was more travelling to do the next day as I took a train from King's Cross Station to
Tusaud’s was over priced, but was a lot of fun. Some of the likenesses were amazing (I mistook a wax photographer to be real and kept waiting for her to take her picture), but some were pretty poor (Jennifer Aniston is way hotter in real life).
So, next it was off to
(to be continued)