The Absolutely Most Perfect Day Ever in London, Weather-Wise and More

Blue skies, no wind, ideal temps -- the travel gods have certainly smiled on me this year. It was a day at the Tate Modern with my friend from Edinburgh, Catrina. We have been friends for about 35 years!

We looked at art all morning but then this view beckoned us back outside to enjoy this perfect autumn day.

We bought a cup of coffee and sat, enjoying the street entertainers on the Queen's Walk -- the motionless Gold Man, a grim reaper that appeared suspended in the air, a young man who would create a story for you right there on his old-fashioned typewriter, another who rolled glass balls up, down, and around his body.

Then, we crossed the Millenium Bridge, a pedestrian bridge suspended over the Thames, toward St. Paul's Cathedral.

Lovers' locks are appearing, copying those on a bridge on the Seine in Paris. There were so many of them, in spite of the fact that they were regularly cut off by the authorities, they caused part of the French bridge to collapse.

Just because I love owls . . . .

I didn't notice these last summer. Table tennis games have popped up everywhere. These are in Paternoster Square, with one of the originsl gates to London preserved behind.

A sculpture made of old books on the wall inside a modern office building intrigued me. I asked if I could take a photo and the woman at the desk said, "Yes, one photo and then you must leave right away!" Okay then!

I am so lucky to be in London!

 

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