Well lets finish off yesterdays blog as i wrote that little diddy just before afternoon dodo's, which was just after afternoon tea (insert beers here), but before supper. So off we go for supper around 7pm....we wander around and find nothing that makes us go yippee, or the ones we like are full. Finally found a nice little restaurant and have a seat beside a couple from Yorkshire, who are on the honeymoon. You could see he just got married by the look of his sunken blackened defeated eyes

Anyways we strike up a conversation which i only Understand around 1/4f what he is saying due to his thick Yorkshire accent. That didn't deter my chipper little Dominique from chatting away. When they left she confided she couldn't understand them either, but yet a language barrier didnb't deter her from talking away. At least no photos of her cats came out so they should be greatful. And strangely enough no photos of Wesley either. Imagine what they are telling their friends about the strange Canadian encounter with two old farts that kept saying 'eh' .

Then back home for good sleep...Dominique being a Tylenol junkie mixed with a healthy dose of wine was zonked asleep by 11pm and myself a short time later

Today at 9pm up we go to buckingham palace and Hyde park, more beers and see where the day takes us. We arrive at buckingham palace and thousands of people lined up on a roadway. So we got in line and finally asked a bobby what the line was for and she looked at us like we had serious learning deficiencies. Public forum or else the most of you would know my usual politically incorrect line would be. She informs us the changing of the guard was occurring in 2 minutes. Oh yeh that was on the bucket list. Check that was about to be completed.

That's right the good lord does like to protect his most vulnerable and that would be dom and i on vacation. It was cool and we we took some neat photos. Then we wandered into green park and finally Hyde park viewing all the monuments.

We walked and then walked....and finally walked muttering 'where's a friggin pub'. While we walked. Made our way to the princess Diana memorial fountain. Which is not where she is buried but a nice fountain. Again i should of paid more attention and i would of known that ahead of time.

Then we left walked and muttered, muttered and walked and finally found a little pub called the Warwick. Went in for a quick meal, and a couple of tall glasses of carlsberg draft beers. Good food and beers. Then for our nap.

Now we are heading for dinner somewhere and sit in a pub and after some drinks.

Talk tomorrow as we are off to santorini greece, with our 1 hour bus ride to the airport (actually took 2 1/2 hours) when we arrived, then 3 1/2 hour with Norwegian airport to santorini at which point someone will be holding a sign saying Harold and Dominique to drive us to our castle.

Oh boy what could possible go wrong.

Talk tomorrow