London - July 03 - 12, 2005 - Part One
Walking around Soho, The Dog & Duck pub, Fred & Zoe, Thames river boat tour, Greenwich & the foot tunnel under the river.

   

Posing on the steps of St. Martin-in-the-Fields church.
Same church. Chris being a tourist in Trafalger Square.
Chinatown dumpling shop & teenagers.
Chris and Corran chatting.
Our first pub in London, The Dog and Duck.
Took me forever to find the street signs on the corners of buildings.
Havin' a pint with Arran.
The upstairs of this pub was really cozy. That's Corran.
A classic British dish: Steak and Ale pie.
Arran, Kelly and Regina with serious faces, but we laughed a lot.
Ben Dover. Get it?
Underground sign. Normal then, ominous now.
Cozy in bed with jetlag, can't wake up!
Me in the flat.
On the tube, north to Kentish Town.
Chris, Fred, me and Zoe after a yummy dinner at thier new flat.
On the river tour boat waiting to depart.
Parliment and Big Ben.
Tower of London. Wanted to go but didn't make it. Next time.
Fancy Tower Bridge. It's not the boring London Bridge.
Hmm, I look ready to fight some unsuspecting tourist.
Just in case.
Trafalger Tavern, a cool pub that we visit later.
Old Royal Naval College from the boat as we pull into Greenwich.
The Cutty Sark, a clipper ship, launched in 1869.
Cool rusting and numbers on a part of the ship you don't usually see.
More meat pies.
Leaving with full bellies, but no coffee.
Newspaper boards, London won the Olympics!
Tee Hee... Spread Eagle...
A rare 24 hour clock at the Greenwich Observatory.
Arran just crossed from one hemisphere to the other. Amazing.
A gum tree! See Corran, I got the shot.
The path to nowhere, we ended up where we started.
Ahh finally, after walking all day, a pint at Trafalger Tavern.
Clearly this photo is about the girl in the background.
This table has a great view of the river, we waited for it.
Arran with the sunset sunlight on him.
I would like a portrait like this of me.
Regina and I blinded by the sunset.
All of us.
Sunset shot of the Thames.
The foot tunnel under the Thames river.
I was glad none of us were claustrophobic.
The end looked like a submarine or something.
The official sign.
Control panel on the Docklands Light Rail train.
Corran and his gal Laura.