Thursday, September 18, 2014

London Day One

The amazingness of Shylas aunt Angela didn't stop with the first day however, she had arranged us free accommodation in Essex for three days, where we had out own little room to put our sleeping mats in, use of the bathroom and kitchen (hot coffee!) and only a 15 minute walk to the train station from which it was only half an hour into Central London. 

The underground bad the buses in London (in fact all public transport in London) proved to be the most comprehensive, efficient and simple transport we came across in all of Europe. Additionally a day pass to unlimited use of all buses and trains within and around London was only 9 pounds each and proved far cheaper than any other way of getting around. The only drawback was my ticket seemed to hate me and at some point during each day it would often spit itself back at me from the underground ticket box ad not allow me to pass. Shylas of course worked flawlessly. 

The comprehensive and surprisingly not confusing underground map.

The first day we picked a place at random within London as our starting point. Oxford circus seemed like a good bet so off we went. We didn't have a map initially and so became hopelessly lost looking for one. In doing so we came across the New Zealand war memorial which was a nice surprise. 

We eventually found ourselves in Piccidilly Circus where purchasing a map was easy. It was a bustling and enjoyable area, full of pubs, restaurants and huge electronic screen advertisements on the sides of buildings which moved as if you were watching TV ads, we stopped for about five minutes to stare at them open mouthed as we were so used to just posters and had never seen anything like it. I am surf we quite resembled country bumpkins. 

We then eventually made our way to the British museum which I highly enjoyed wandering through. 

It was huge and we didn't have nearly enough time, so I stuck to my favourite sections, medieval Europe. Early England, Mayan and Aztec, and of course Egyptian mummies of which there were a mind boggling number. 

We were greeted by this beautiful lion as we entered. It would have once had glass or metal in its eye sockets that would have given it a dangerous glint. 

There were some interesting oddities on display also, like the so called crystal skull (proved a fake of course). 

We passed through the Africa section on our way through, and stopped to look at the interesting, if violent, modern art. 

These Mayan masks were creepy as they were cool. 

This one was my favourite as the jade and facial features had been superimposed and glued onto a real human skull which could be seen at the back and also with the human teeth sticking out. Very creepy. 

There were also Aztec wall carvings taken from temples which I found extremely interesting.




This malevolent stone snake was my favourite from this section. 


We then made our way to the mummy's section, passing through 19th C rooms beautifully laid out as we did so. 


The bodies section I found rather interesting, but Shyla had to let me continue on alone as funnily enough dead bodies weren't her cup of tea. (Warning: Gnarly Images ahead) 

This man was about 5,000 years old and had been naturally preserved and mummified. He even had a tuft of hair still on his head. 


And then it was on to the Egyptian mummy's! 


The awesome thing about the mummy's is although they can't of course open up the caskets (without irreparably damaging everything) they use CAT scans to see through the wrappings which tell us all sorts of interesting things. For example one of the queens they knew had died at a very old age, and only had 2 teeth left-and they knew without ever looking under the wrapping. So cool. 





I then carried on to the Anglo-Saxon and Celtic section which was super awesome as I had never been to a museum with this section before. 

A preserved wooden wheel. 

A beautiful Celtic torc. 

There were a number of coin stashes that had been hidden by their original owners and never returned for. Dug up by nosy farmers with metal detectors in the last century, they made there way here, displayed as found. 

The oldest mosaic depiction of Jesus ever found. The pomegranates on either side symbolise eternal life. 

Stumbling across this iconic helmet was an awesome surprise and one of my favourite things within the entire museum. 

This medieval European chess set also caught my gaze. 

The skill, detail and finesse of this painting also caught my eye. 




This huge sword was my favourite weapon from the museum and resembled what I imagine Excalibur to look like.

I then stumbled into a clock exhibition which I very much enjoyed. 

This amazing piece was my favourite, once mechanized it would have played music from a tiny violin inside and rolled across the table; used as a show piece at banquets, it must have been brilliant. 

Morning tea in Shere

Our wonderful stay with Shyla's aunt wasn't over yet as she took us to a picturesque little village not far from Surrey so we could at least experience one quintessentially English village. 

We walked down to the river to build up our appetites. 


The houses were all gorgeous and the town itself (named Shere) was an awesome experience of English villages which I was glad for, as it seemed a shame to only experience London. 

Beautiful architecture. 

The Dabbling Duck (could the name be any more adorable?) was our place of choice for our English morning tea. 

Frothy and delicious cappachino with Victoria sponge made the best breakfast/lunch/tea ever. 

Shyla and Angela with jam, cream and scones. 

Even the bathrooms had lovely decor.

Another beautiful house we came across. We took full advantage of the fact that we finally had someone else to take photos and so could have some lovely photos together. 

Saying our goodbyes, we then headed off for London.

Surrey, England


The sunrise as we boarded the ferry to Dover. 

We slept on the ferry so it didn't take long at all, especially as we set our clocks back an hour upon arrival thus gaining an hour. After the initial mind boggling moments of driving once again on the 'wrong side' (although the correct side at home) of the road, Shyla recovered nicely. Oddly for the rest of the trip I struggled horribly and breathed a sigh of relief once back in France and on the right hand side of the road. Strange what become second nature so fast. 

Although we were stuck in traffic and late to Surrey. Upon our arrival things only improved. We stayed the first night in Surrey with Shylas aunt Angela who was so lovely and generous, putting us up for free and being genuinely a welcoming and lovely person. As she was working when we arrived, she told us of a local abbey ruin we could go visit for free and we planned to meet up later for dinner. 

The abbey was awesome as it was almost completed deserted, not cordoned off, and completely free and accessible to wander over and around. It was one of my favourite sites so far.


Our parking spot was right by a beautiful clump of mushrooms. 


Lily pads and an old stone bridge on our way walking to the abbey. 

The abbey itself was a very early one dating from the 1100s, it was raised to the ground by Henry VIII (Of course) which is pretty devastating from a historical point of view. Parts of the stone were blackened, and I wondered whether it was age discolouration or evidence of burning. 


This was the best preserved part of the abbey and was used as dormitories by men seeking to join the order but had not yet been inducted, they did the hard labour for the monks and in return were fed and given beds as they worked towards their goal. 


The surrounding walls were very ruined and there wasn't too much left.

 


 Odd parts of wall or building rose from the ground in random pieces as if flung there carelessly by some giant. 



Yet another one of those confusing Shyla taking a photo of me taking a photo of her taking a photo of me. Ouch that made my head hurt. 


Whimsical photos. 


It was so peaceful if it hadn't been so late in the day we would have returned with a picnic. 


It always interests me which parts of the building stay standing and which don't. One would think the parts with windows and doors would be structurally weaker due to the holes in the wall, yet these parts always remain so much more complete than the walls. 



There was also a perfectly preserved fireplace which I thought was awesome. 



We sat for a while and simply enjoyed the atmosphere. Usually I find ruins sad but this one had a lvpelt tranquil feel to it that made me want to stay.


I even found a window seat!! 

After meandering back to catch up with Angela, we found she had another amazing surprise for us. She was taking us out to Jamie Oliver's restaurant for dinner!!!! Not only exciting as we knew it'd be a nice and unpretentious place as is his cooking style, but mainly, we were going to get to try Jamie Oliver's food! In his restaurant! Jamie Oliver! So exciting. 


Shyla and Angela with their fantastic pasta dishes. 


We were then greeted by a glorious and private room each with ensuite shower and bathroom, all for free. We were so lucky!