Canada Day

July 1st. Canada Day. Decked out in our only Canadian gear, Jesse, our Calgarian friend, Nadine, and I headed out to Trafalgar Square to join in the Canadian festivities. Here, we ate pancakes from Alberta, buffalo burgers from the prairies, listened to Gordon Campbell speak and drank Molson Canadian. After the sun went down, the concert started and we joined in with the fans, dancing around while Hedley and Our Lady Peace played and jumped in the fountains. It was probably our most patriotic Canada Day yet.

Zoo Lates

June 15. Zoo Lates is a really cool program that the London Zoo puts on allowing animals and alcohol to mix! When the kiddies go to bed, the zoo breaks open the bottles of Pimms and turns up the silent disco so that all the over-18s can hang out and party with the animals. And so, Jesse and I took full advantage of this opportunity to see the animals and joined in the revelry! (The Zoo is located in Regent's Park, near Baker Street where there is a Sherlock Holmes statue, hence the photo. Also, the park has beautiful flower gardens, hence the random flower photo).

The Queen's Jubilee Flotilla

Sunday, June 3rd, 2012. Despite the rain, thousands of people--Jesse and I included--flocked to the banks of the Thames to watch the Queen float by in her gold-gilded boat. It was difficult to get the riverside, but we managed to get a place to watch the flotilla on Tower Bridge. We decided to celebrate the occasion in our best Canadian jerseys, and received several hoots and high fives for being awesome.

Bath!

Hello again, blog readers! We both apologize for our complete lack of consistency and forgetfulness. For the rest of our journey, we promise to be more consistent to keep you updated. Ok, moving on now. BATH! We went to Bath on the weekend of the 22nd in April--our first train trip outside of London. Coincidentally, the 22nd is National Heritage Day for Bath and so there were ancient Roman battle re-enactments, stone carving demonstrations, and various other activities going on in the city. Aside from dodging the rain while checking out the different heritage events, Jesse and I toured the Roman Baths, ancient hot springs that have been in use since before the time of the Celts of the 8th century BC; visited the Jane Austen Center, not the exact site of where Jane Austen lived, but just down the street from the original residence; saw where Jane Austen's father is buried; crossed the land-mark Pulteney Bridge; and walked all over the town, enjoying out time outside of the busy city of London.