8 hours can mess you up

Jet lag.  I guess ya Gotta plan for one day for your body to say "what the hell" and scramble to figure out what's what. Somehow I think we missed a night of sleep along the way. Thanks to the ever presence of Starbucks In the Heart of London I've been able to stay awake artificially.

First day we figured hopping on the "hop on-hop off" double decker bus would give us a good overview.  The only "hop. Off" was Harrod, the most amazing department store in the world. Everything from fresh fruit to fish market to fashion purses.   And everything else you can imagine to buy.  After miandering through the fine watches section and glancing at a £55,000 beauty we knew we weren't in Gig Harbor Costco anymore.

That night we were off to our first live show in London's West end theatre district.    The Agatha Christie murder mystery "Mousetrap" was fun and entertaining and at an amazing old, small theatre.