I don’t normally take many photos, even though I have owned a number of digital cameras over the last couple of years. I made a decision in advance to take as many photos as possible while in London, and the picture-taking happened in fits and starts, and often in spite of my deep embarrassment at being yet another photo-snapping tourist douchebag. There also aren’t many pictures of me – in fact almost none – but that’s just because I’m ugly. And the one taking most of the pictures. This is part 1 because I imagine these pictures will take forever to load.
The famous faux-King bed in which I slept at the Sheraton Park Lane. Oddly, they made the worst fish and chips I have ever had, but they had a terrific pizza on the menu.
These gates are in Green Park. Beyond them you can see Buckingham Palace and the gaggle of tourists out front. I think most didn’t realize that there was…
D’oh! You know it’s raining hard when even the changing of the guard was canceled. They did a little mini changing, though, just of the guys in the little guardhouses. A drumroll accompanied them.
The magic of a digital zoom!
The gates of Buckingham Palace. After I took this picture a motorcade emerged from the palace – an SUV with all black windows surrounded by other cars and motorcycles, all with flashing lights. I am sure I could look up the Queen’s schedule, but I like to imagine it was Elizabeth going out for a touch of shopping.
Just outside of Green Park. Who hasn’t wanted to get into the Milkmaids Passage at least once?
EXT: Abbey Road Studios, Night.
You get to Abbey Road and you’re excited and then you realize, ‘Well, that’s that.’ There’s nothing to do once you get here except…
Take digital zoom pictures of the poor bastard at reception. What a terrible mohawk.
You can also take pictures of the graffiti outside the gates. Or, you can always…
Cross the famous street. No, that’s not the ghost of Flea’s sweatsocked junk – that’s me, captured between dimensions by Drew McWeeny on the camera.
Speaking of Drew, check out part 2 to see Moriarty visit the home of his greatest enemy…