Monday, April 28, 2008

Wonky Women

If we had awoken, we may have been less adventurous. The trouble was, we never went to sleep.

Somehow, the lack of sleep gave us the energy we needed to run all over London after a night on an airplane and far too much food.

I thought Mae might want a nap. I thought wrong. Mae had more exciting things in mind. She wanted to ride a ferris wheel.

Not just any ferris wheel either. This one is 450 feet high, the largest observation deck (moving or not) in the world.

Did I mention it was moving? Yep, it never stops, not even while boarding.

The ferris wheel is called the London Eye. I guess that's because, from its highest point, you can see all of London, and London can see it. It goes in a complete circle, taking about 30 minutes to do so. If you want to board, you have to be prepared to move quickly - even jump.

Mae's only complaint was that it moved too slowly; not for boarding, but after it got in the air. She was looking for a thrill. I guess being 450 feet up, in a suspended car wasn't enough. The view made up for the lack of excitement, especially this view of Parliament and St. Stephen's Clock Tower (a.k.a. Big Ben).

4 comments:

Janna said...

That's my mama--always ready for a thrill! Sounds like you two are having fun!

Michelle said...

Wow I can't believe you are in London!

I hope you like rain.. it's supposed to rain there all week.. but then.. when DOESN'T it rain in London. :o)

The name of the Ferris Wheel reminds me of the Lord of the Rings. You know.. the evil Eye that could see everything. Creepy.

Hattie said...

Mrs Phy,
We'll all be wishing we were with you in London, but instead we'll just be doing the usual for Tues afternoon.

The trip sounds so exciting and fun. I am proud for you and trying hard not to be envious!

Skip said...

I hope you don't just see London (and Oxford and Stratford-upon-Avon). There are so many gorgeous places in Britain, but I hesitate to publicise them in case they become overrun with busloads of tourists, inevitably followed by a proliferation of naff tourist tat-shops and fake "Ye Olde" establishments.
If you visit my blog and ask nicely...