Recovery Day

Julie's turning Owen into a tourist.

Today was a recovery day. With some good rest behind us we almost missed breakfast at the hotel and had to rush down and eat only to head back to the room to get ready for the day. Finally getting out of the hotel at noon we headed over to Selfridges as Julie hadn't been.  I was hoping to pick up a Groovin' banana hammock but Julie didn't seem into it.  A shame as blue's my favourite colour.

We wandered about for a while before deciding to grab some lunch in the foodhall. A combination of Marche and a grocery store we loaded up our bags and checked-out; finally realizing it was more like a grocery store and less like Marche with the food arriving cold.  With this poor plan in play we decided to head back to the room and re-heat the food in the kitchenette -- another delay to an already slow day.

Softball sized pork ball.

Julie opted for the safe play with a chicken sandwich and some fruit while I dared to go with something more absurd -- a massive breaded pork ball and a safe play -- a slice of frittata.

Surprise! There's an egg inside.

 Much to my surprise and delight there was a friggin egg inside that pork ball.  Delicious.

Owen in envy as Julie enjoys her sandwich.

Back out on the streets we made our way over to London's famed 250-year old toy store, Hamleys.  The store was fun but as with many European buildings had old lifts and of course only one was functioning.  After a wait of eternity to get up one floor we decided to bail but not before playing with this great marionette that squawked.  Owen didn't really get it but I thought it was good fun.  It's on my Christmas wish list.

Owen actually had more fun sporting the Ray Ban's.

After Hamleys we continued on to famed Piccadily Circus.  It's known for its traffic craziness and didn't disappoint with roads seemingly in every direction merging at this intersection.

Only a fraction of the action at Piccadily Circus.

Owen loves the head bobbing action of cobblestone.

Back at the hotel we took the easy route ordering up some room service for dinner.  Another London day in the books.