So it was 9:20 AM this morning, and we got a call from one of the girls on the bus that the bus was leaving. Our room looked like a fire drill was taking place. Thomas, Aaron, and I jumped out of our beds, put some clothes on, even rushed to the bathroom, and were outside on the bus in literally 5 minutes. I think my right eye was still asleep once I stepped on the bus.
It drove us around London guided by our cooky tour guide Angie. She's a pretty elderly woman with a bad limp, but boy does she hustle. The highlight of the tour was visiting Buckingham Palace and witnessing the "changing of the guards" which is one of the biggest tourist attractions here in London. Basically, old guards march to the palace and replace the guards that were already on duty. Even though it's not the most elaborate thing, the synchronized marching in uniform with the accompaniment of a marching band reminds me of the lack of solid tradition back in the states. The presence of this march is an indication of the rich history and culture that the country has to offer. Dressing up in superhero costumes and asking for free candy from strangers can't even compare.
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