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Hopped up on caffeine from the piping hot English Breakfast Tea I’d readily accepted from the airline steward with a sexy British accent, I was wide awake. Rather than sleep on the plane, I’d instead chosen to spend the early hours of the morning watching the live action Paddington Bear movie and sipping black tea poured from an actual tea kettle being carried down the plane isle.
Most tourist attractions did not open until 10:30 – 11am. Only one, the Sherlock Holmes Museum opened at 9:30am. So we decided this would be our starting place, that is, after a stop at the small French bakery on our street corner for second breakfast.
“Do you really think that looks like me?” I stared up at the statue I had come so far, and waited for so long, to see in person and held my iPhone to my ear. Peter Pan’s voice continued, but I was no longer listening. I couldn’t help agreeing with his own assessment. He didn’t look as I’d imagined. I couldn’t, however, imagine a more perfect spot to find The Lost Boy.
The bells of St. Paul’s Cathedral were pealing beautifully as we crossed the Millennium Bridge, walking in the direction of the Globe Theater. Did theater goers in Shakespeare’s time hear the same bells on their way to the theater? Miraculously for us we arrived, with five minutes to spare, for the last tour of the day.
This was the most amazing day of the trip so far, for me anyway. We spent almost the entire day at the London Harry Potter Studio experience. There was so much to see and do and so much visual stimuli that, unlike at the British Museum, I did not have time to think and analyze, or takes notes about what I saw.
Visit Kenwood Estate at Hampstead Heath, London, England. It was the home of Dido Elizabeth Belle, a mixed-race child adopted and raised by an aristocratic family at the height of the slavery debate in England. Today Kenwood House is an art museum free to the public, and the grounds provide community park space. My favorite room was, of course, the library.