What a day! First time we can say it really wasn't a lot of fun. I have been researching Des's family tree and as we were coming to London. Where his Dad was born, we had a few places to visit especially the Westham Cemetery. We jumped on the tube to Westham and got out thinking the cemetery was very nearby. Wrong! We walked for a long time and finally found a postman who gave us directions. "Go back to the train station and go to Stratford and it's near there. We trudged back the way we came which was a bloody long way already. I couldn't get an Internet connection anywhere along our travels and I had already been in contact with the Manager of the cemetery last night and she was expecting is and given us directions to the particular graves we wanted to see. Pity I hadn't got directions to the cemetery. Got off at Stratford and caught a bus that looked like it went in the direction we needed. Wrong again! We again had got off and walked for more miles and turned around and walked back.By this time we had been perusing our cemetery for 4 hours and about 10 miles of walking so we were too tired and gave up. We got on a bus that would take us back to London central to Oxford Circus. We hadn't seen this area so we knew it was quite a way so went up to the front seats upstairs in the double decker bus to get a good view. So much for going to the 3 other towns we needed to see in East London where family had either lived, married or been born and baptised. We were just over it all by then. the bus trip was painfully slow and we finally eat in a pub in Oxford Circus at 4pm so that was lunch and dinner in one go.
We then made the mistake of looking around Oxford Circus for a while then we were so tired, we got the tube back home. Wrong move again. It was 5pm rush hour with millions crushing on the tube, squashing us, hitting us with elbows, bags etc and it was so hot in the tube also.
Finally home to the peace and quiet of our lovely apartment Lisa had chosen for us. Drinks out in the beautiful serene garden was just what we needed to wind us down. My thoughts are London should be called London Circus because that is what it is. Don't get me wrong we still love it but we just had a bad day.