- Ran alongside the Horse Guards trotting down Birdcage Walk. At first I thought the police escort was for me.
- Ran through Westminster station. Twice. It's very warm in there but quicker than dodging the tourists ogling Big Ben.
- Exited Westminster station just as Big Ben was doing the 11am "bongs"; a beautiful sound.
- Bumped into @HumanRightsQC and Mrs HRQC at Blackfriars - beamed at them but didn't realise it was them. The beauty of twitter.
- Ran through the back streets of London Bridge and popped out on Tower Bridge Rd with the beautiful bridge ahead of me.
- Waved at a Chelsea Pensioner.
- Appeared in two tourist photos by accident - sorry!
- Eye-balled the Police assembling en masse outside Temple station, thinking "C'mon, give a brown girl running with a back pack a hard time and see where it gets you."
- Accidentally ran into Borough Market and nearly collapsed from food desire. Badly arranged.
- Startled by the high tide slapping up against the steps down a side alley along the north Thames Walk.
- Reminisced about walking the London Marathon route with the fabulous Anne Marie when she was training for Nepal and I was mostly unfit. Especially smiling at Broken Wharf.
- Wondered at the cool sounds that seemed to come from a Victorian prison with spooky lights and sound effects, once at the Clink and another, with sounds of the sea near Steelyard Passage.
- Danced in the middle of Southwark Bridge to "That's not my name" just to say I had.
- Ran 28km.
I also stopped in my tracks when a man walked past with two hyacinth macaws on his shoulders. This is not particularly London and not something I condone but I have never seen such big and beautiful birds close up - I actually thought there were puppets - and I was mesmerised.
I can see the sights! What a great run. You're nearly there now, happy packing! :-)
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