I've already written about my recent travels, so I'm going to dedicate today's entry to a few photos of London living.
Photo: me playing on Instagram on Elliot's iPhone.
Over the holidays, we (my dad who was visiting from Canada, my sister and her boyfriend visiting from South Africa, Elliot and I) went to Buckingham Palace to witness the Changing the Guard (I would have thought this would be called "changing OF the guard", but apparently not). It was pretty cool, very distinguished and regal, and full of pomp and circumstance (though I can't imagine how packed it must get in the summer).
In true horseshoe-up-Elliot's-butt form, we somehow managed to show up late and still end up in the first row along the road—perfect view for watching the horses and guards entering and leaving Buckingham Gate.
This poor girl lost her parents and was on the phone, trying to find them, as thousands of people looked on! Later, we saw her crying as the policeman reunited her with her family.
Over the holiday, we also went to Wimbledon to watch the greyhound races. It was a bit of a weird place—lots of scummy people who take gambling pretty seriously—but the dogs were pretty incredible.
It was fun, but I felt a bit sorry for the dogs when I saw a sign near the bathroom looking for people to adopt retired racers. That said, I have since been heartened by the fact that I've seen more than a few greyhounds as pets around (definitely more than I ever saw in Canada), thanks in part to the Retired Greyhounds Trust, I hope.
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