The London Eye.
Big Ben.
The London Eye.
Big Ben.
It was also time for the bluebells. They had acres of them planted in the grass.
We only had time for a quick walk through the glasshouse.
They had a walkway in the trees.
I wore him out with all the walking. We were only at Kew Gardens for a few hours. I could easily have spent a few days there.

After the gardens we had a very nice dinner at the Rose and Crown.


The moat is now a lovely garden.
This is the motto of the Order of the Garter, which translates: 'Shame to him who thinks ill of it'.
St. George's chapel.
We had a very nice lunch at the Crooked House.
It was very crooked. It was difficult to capture its crookedness in a photo.
An informative sign, if you happen to require a beheading, or a coffee.
There is a legend that there must be ravens at the Tower or it will fall into the hands of their enemy. There is a raven keeper, and they have their own kitchen which prepares all their meals.
We took a great tour with one of the 'beefeaters'.
This is one of the Royal Palaces, as such it has this symbol for Queen Elizabeth. We saw them all over London, and I couldn't help thinking how they would have to change ALL of them when the next king takes the throne. What a big job.
We stumbled upon St. Martin in the Fields, since it was right next to the National Gallery and Trafalgar Square. I have heard lots of recordings by Neville Mariner and St. Martin in the Fields, so I had to go in (I'm assuming this is the same St. Martin in the Fields, I could be wrong). 
There was a group rehearsing a Vivaldi piece, so we sat and listened for awhile. The acoustics were amazing. The window in the church was quite interesting.
After looking for quite a while, due to some construction and the fact that they put platform 9 3/4 in between platforms 8 and 9, we finally found it.
It's a luggage cart bolted to the wall. Just for tourists like ourselves. What do you expect?
The Saturday we were there happened to be St. George's Day.
A few people were dressed up in their St. George's Day apparel.
We hadn't realized we were in London on the same weekend as the London marathon. This is Saturday when they were setting up the finish line by Buckingham Palace.
A tired and happy finisher walking through Green Park.
I loved the double decker buses. I hadn't realized how crazy the drivers were. We saw this older model when we were walking around. We ended up taking the buses quite a bit, mostly because we liked to sit at the top. We had to stare at the maps at the bus stop for about 10 minutes each time to figure out which bus would take us where we wanted to go.
The British love the colour red. Red buses, phone booths, mailboxes. The Red coats.
A leaf detail carved in the side of a walkway. I think that's the difference between the old world and the new world, the details.
A real highlight of our trip was a dinner at a restaurant called Chimes. The food was delicious. We also tried their cider, and the elderberry and gooseberry wines. I could have happily spent our entire trip in this restaurant.
Too much walking. Too many paintings. Too many historic sights. Time for a nap in Green park.
Rodney in front of the British museum.
The inner courtyard. A long time ago they had a garden in the centre. It didn't grow very well, and they decided to build the reading room, a large circular library in the middle, and they put in a glass ceiling. The British Museum is free, and as such was very crowded.
The reading room had a special exhibit which we did not see. The exhibit covered all the bookshelves.