Sunday, 25 November 2012

A New Guard, A Neat Market, & A Darling Cafe

Where did this weekend's exploration take me?

First, Georgie and I headed to Buckingham Palace to see the Changing of the Guard. Must I say what an extravagent and time-consuming affair to have to happen every other day in Autumn and EVERY day in the Summer. Roads blocked, pedestrians everywhere, and police officers / security who on repeat have to say "Keep the gap clear!, Move to the side!". 

We arrived around 10:50 am, thinking the event happened at 11:00, but it didn't happen until 11:30 so we stood and waited (atleast it was bright and sunny!). We engaged in discussion about how if we were police officers, we would be mounted police. They seem to have it made, just riding around on horse back. Do they actually engage in high speed chase? Or stop crime? Or catch people speeding in their cars? Doesn't seem as though they do.


Finally the processional began, and the drums, trumpets, and marching began. 



We couldn't see much of what happened once the procession got inside the palace gates, so we left. All in all it was still exciting to see a bit of what all of the fuss is about!

We headed to Spitalfield's Market near Liverpool Street Station. We wandered amoung the many stalls looking at different jewellary, art work, knick knacks, food, and clothing. For lunch, I even tried something new! A pork bun and some assorted dumplings and other oriental delights. 


A pork bun - It was pretty tasty, mind you I had to ask for a fork to eat it! How very un-oriental of me to not use chopsticks. Baby steps.

This is the food stand our lunch came from. Thank you Keke!

After more browsing at the market, Georgie and I decided to find a cafe for a hot drink and something sweet. Since I had spotted someone with a take-away bag from one of my favourite cafes, I suggested we find it. So using our trusty iPhones, we began our hunt for...


So amazing, I had an English Breakfast Tea and a slice of Vanilla Cake with pink frosting. Delightful! :)

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