Every post I write about our trip I want to start by saying “this was my favorite day,” but then I realize I’ve said that about every day. So alas, another lovely day in London. We started by attempting to see the changing of the guard, which was somewhat of a bust, because the Palace was crawling with people with the same idea. It was the only day in London that was somewhat dreary, but I loved it. I loved the dreary, hair-frizzing weather.

We strolled through the park again to find coffee and Curzon Street. We sat outside at a little cafe and sipped coffee near Curzon Plaza so that afterwards I could force D to pose for several pictures next to any signs with our name on them. I’m pretty proud of myself though because look how cute he is in those red pants. Also, it was fun being in a country where we didn’t have to spell our last name everywhere we went.

That afternoon we toured the state rooms at Buckingham Palace and it was well worth it. In the evening, we walked across the city to attend the evening service of Hillsong London. I am so glad that we decided to do this. It was just so encouraging to experience their worship and watch the church in London do what the church is called to do. We walked back toward Piccadilly Circus in search of Hatchards, the oldest bookstore in London so we could tell D’s mom all about it & convince her that she needs to travel to London if not for any reason other than the old books. Our evening ended with a lovely dinner at The Wolseley, a beautiful restaurant where they called us Mr. & Mrs. Curzon in British accents while serving us cocktails….