I stopped first at Patisserie Lila:
(The pig has a crown.)
Where I got a fruit tart:
That I ate in Caffe Nero next to a huge replica of Sir Francis Bacon's ship:
I then walked along the river path
and passed The Globe Theater:
Which was next to the Millennium Bridge:
All of this was on my way to The Tate Modern Museum:
Which I toured with fellow hosteler Soo, who is from South Korea:
Some exhibitions were puzzling.
First the art:
And the description, which totally enlightened me:
Some made me laugh.
Some were pretty.
And this was my favorite exhibit:
People who survived the Lebanese conflict donated items that held significance for them to the exhibit with a description.
There were also movies playing around the room with the survivors explaining their donations.
After leaving the museum I bought some roasted nuts, which smelled delicious.
Turns out they're not so delicious. Oh, well.
As I got supremely lost trying to get home I passed St. Paul's Cathedral:
And then I made my way through the rain back to Blue Skies, where the skies were most definitely not blue.
And that was a Monday!
-B
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