Except, it turns out there was no quick way to Kensington Palace. Once we got out of the Underground, back into the fresh air of London, we had quite a little hike ahead of us. Woe to our our already tired feet.
But, intrepid explorers that we were, we just did what had to be done. And took pictures along the way. As always.
We are not on this bus. I don't recall why we were not on this bus. However, it seems to me that would have been a good idea.
Gettingcloser...
Finally we arrived at Hyde Park...or was it Kensington Park? Or was it Kensington Gardens located within Hyde Park? I was a
little confused at the time. I am possibly still confused. No palace in sight. But we continued down the broad avenue.
And there are people just strolling through the park as if it were something they did everyday. They walk right by history with their baby carriages, their dogs in tow, their children by their side. They walk with their backpacks, their shopping bags, their diaper bags. As if it were the most normal thing in the world. For them I suppose it was.
Somehow the adrenaline kicks in and pumps through our veins and revives our aching, tired feet. We eagerly look for the entrance to the place that kings and queens, princes and princesses, have all called home. And there are some who still call it home, as it is the official residence of Prince William, Kate and their baby, George, who had been christened only the week before our arrival in London. You can be sure there were plenty of souvenirs commemorating this event.
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