Sunday bloody sunday.

My family came down this weekend-this consisted of my mum and dad, my aunt and uncle. Their main purpose was to see the Blue Man Group which I have wrote about in previous posts. But of course, they wanted to generally see London too.

So Sunday’s main objective was to go on the London Eye, and I could not tell you how excited I actually was. I was bouncing around more than the children in the queue.

I was expecting the Wheel to be a dizzying experience, but it was a lot less scary that what I thought it would be. The views of London are of course amazing and nothing quite compares to the sensation you have when you’re at the top of the wheel.

I realised that instead of taking photos of the 360 degree view of London that we had, I did in fact take about 25 and a half pictures of the Houses of Parliament. I am comfortable with this and will not show you all 25 or the half. But perhaps just this one:

However others did not enjoy it as much as I did, my boyfriend was so scared whilst we were up there that he had to read a magazine. I did not see this coming and wondered why anybody afraid of heights would do something like the London Eye in the first place, is it a type of masochism?

My mum, ten minutes after various exclamations of me yelling ‘We’re at the top of the wheel now!’ wanted to know if 'We had reached the top of the wheel yet?', as it seemed to be taking an awfully long time. Ah, mothers, consistent comedy value.

After the London Eye, we had time to kill and so we went to (wait for it folks) THE AQUARIAM. Oh yes, 6 months I have been waiting to go here. All my dreams come true!

Did you know that in the Aquariam they have fish? No? Take a look at some of the fishy folks I made friends with!

These are jellyfish. They do not like it when you take pictures of them with a flash. They rebel by turning green, how very rude.

This is a fish, he wished to remain anonymous because of his face. So we will call him Victor Mildrew, he is a very happy fish, but due to genetics and his life generally sucking, you can never tell this. Ever.










Ah the great shark. One of natures misunderstood animals/fish/mammal/what ever the hell they really are. This shark did not help his cause as he declined to talk to me.






So all in all, it was a jam packed day and I realised as my parents were down here that they were tourists in the place that I live in, but it also meant that I am a permanent tourist. It made me feel ashamed that I had not seen things like Buckingham Palace and the London Eye in the 6 months that I have lived here. On the other hand, it does make it more enjoyable doing it for free! Turns out that parents do have their uses (besides creating me and all that jazz).