London Pictures

So I've finally sorted through the London pictures.  I took a lot, and I've picked out about 40 to post here.  I decided to try posting the pictures to blogger rather than facebook, as facebook mongles pictures, and I've been meaning to update this thing for a while.  Anyway, here we go...


Airplane ride

Lindsay in Paddington Station
Kensington Palace/Gardens


Random old churches in the London Bridge area.
I paid 30 pence to use a public restroom. It was worth every...pence...I guess. Some poor schmuck was trying to get in but couldn't make exact change. My thought is that if you're going to bar public urination, you should provide free public restrooms.
Here's Lindsay in the National Portrait gallery. If you look closely you can see the beginnings of a stink eye formulating on the face of the soon-to-inform-me-that-photography-is-not-allowed-in-the-National-Portrait-gallery employee at the desk.
Changing of the guard at Buckingham Palace. Place was crazy packed. This solemn event was performed to the Austin Powers theme song. No lie.
Lindsay loves the red telephone booths, so we had to pose her at pretty much everyone we came across.
Westminster Chapel
A few more of Buckingham Palace
British taxis are adorable. Britain's taxi's resemble real taxi's in the same quaint way that Britain's spoken English resembles real English.
I think this is some kind of supreme court building.
Westminster Abbey. This is an awful attempt at an HDR image, that I shot handheld. I know it's awful. Anyway.
More Westminster Abbey. This place was arguably the coolest building of the whole trip. The inside was incredible, and did not permit photography.
Big Ben!
London Eye
Ben
Here's a bunch of school kids mobbing the gate at Downing street.
Another phone booth!
Saint Paul's Cathedral
Lindsay having tea our last morning
Done. Wow. Picasa offers a wonderfully streamlined interface for sending an image out of Picasaweb into Blogger. A single image. It was incredibly painful though to embed the full gallery into this post. I must be doing something wrong, but if I don't figure out what it is the Paris installment will have to be done in a different format.