The day started early today. Jeffrey, Michael and I were going to take the bus at 7:48 am to go around London. I met with them at the bus stop with my suitcase all packed up for 12 days. We checked my stuff in the Contiki basement (Contiki is the name of my tour group) first and headed to the Tower of London.
The Tower of London was nice. It was huge and massive. There were a lot of people around. We got there just in time for a walking tour so we did that and then we looked at the Crown Jewels, went into the chapel and climbed up the Norman tower, I believe. There were 20 towers in the tower of London. That was the only one we climbed up to.
We grabbed a bite to eat and decided to go to the Westminister abbey instead of the Buckingham Palace because we won't get there in time. It turns out. However, it was the BEST decision we've made. The POPE was in town and he was going to be where we were in two hours. We decided to walk around the area and then we secured our spots in the sidewalks at 4:30. The security guards were telling us that the Pope was scheduled to arrive 20 past 5. However, he didn't get there until some minutes past 6! I needed to jet out at latest 5:30 so that I can make it back to my hotel for my tour orientation.
Nonetheless, I stayed around. I was already crammed in the mass of people at the front, hence, the picture above. The glare makes him hard to see but I was there and I saw him. God wanted us to be there and experience it.
I jetted out right after and then I rushed back to my hotel. I missed the orientation but they all told me that was fine. They gave me information I needed and then checked me in my hotel room. I opted for a triple share and I met some really nice people. We didn't really get to talk to each other much but we talked enough for just rooming together for a night and got along just fine.
That's really cool that you got to see the Pope! What luck!
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