Harrods

Saturday we went to the famous Harrods, a massive department store in London. I have never seen anything like it. At the door I was given a pamphlet of the 5 floors of shopping. At first I was so overwhelmed that I was sure it was going to be the Disneyland of shopping, that is, until I saw a price tag. Rebecca Bloomwood doesn’t even shop here…and that should say all you need to know about the prices. The only thing I bought was a lovely pink cupcake from the chocolate hall (yes, they have a chocolate hall).
For some reason I just cannot sleep here. Our hotel room is without air conditioning, which is pretty typical for the UK, but we’re dying down here in our little basement room. When we arrived, the Hotel owner told us that he put the Americans in the basement because it was their coolest room in the hotel. He failed to mention the pigeon though. I’ve been up since 5, and I’m waiting until 7:30 for breakfast. Yesterday I ate my first traditional English breakfast at our hotel and it was quite tasty. Today we’re off to Dover, which is 2 hours outside of London. Should be fun, and hopefully I get some sleep on the train.