Yesterday, I’m afraid to say, was not much easier in the complete and utter exhaustion department. I wanted to go to bed at 2 PM. I went to bed at midnight due to this lovely thing I like to call procrastination. What time did I wake up? 5 AM. This is no joke. The sun was shining brightly through my window like it had risen an hour ago, not to mention that it didn’t even get dark until about 10 PM. I did my hair and makeup, ate a hearty (and free) breakfast at the hotel, and embarked on my first London journey.
We were all set to taking a walking tour of Dickens and Shakespeare’s London, clocked in to take two hours and only two hours. Three and a half hours later, I trudged my calloused feet (not used to the extreme London type of walking) to the nearest bathroom in some random pub to empty my full-to-capacity bladder and eat away the hunger pains I had obtained from avoiding eating for over six hours. Great plan, Kirsten.
After a hearty dinner of the signature Fish N’ Chips, I went back to the hotel, where I napped for two hours and completed my assigned homework.
Now, day 2 is something to really be talked about. It was pure fun and amazement.
We started off the day by going to the Tower of London which, to me, is like the Disneyland, the motherlode.
I love the Tower of London. This is my second time here and, while I enjoyed my first Yeoman Warder tour much better the first go-around, exploring this massive ex-fortress just gets better and better. One just can’t beat the murderous stories of betrayal, greed, and bloodlust. It’s a TV drama that you can imagine unfolding before your eyes; stories of intrigue that really happened!
Unfortunately, there’s just not too much to say about the Tower. It’s mostly old stone and I can only explain the same things you can see lurking in other corners of the Internet.
There have been many reported sightings
of ghosts at the Tower of London, many have been claiming to be the ghost of
Anne Boleyn. One of the most famous stories was in
1817 when a guard patrolling the Tower suffered a fatal heart attack after
seeing Anne Boleyn on a staircase. He reported to have seen her in a Tudor
dress with no head. He yelled at the figure to stop, and when it continue
toward him, he ran it through with his bayonet. A “firey flash” ran up his rifle and gave
him a shock. Others guards from that same night reported to have seen the
headless figure on Tower Green and another reported to have seen the
confrontation from a window in the Bloody Tower. Many also report to have seen Anne in a
procession in the Chapel Royal of St Peter ad Vincula (where she is buried).
They also to report having seen many ghosts of knights and ladies with her. Pretty cool.
Another famous story from the Tower includes that of the Two Princes who mysteriously disappeared during Richard III’s reign. These princes, Edward, age 12, and Richard, age 9, were called to the Tower to prepare for Prince Edward’s coronation, which never happened, and they were never seen again. That’s damn creepy. It’s widely accepted that Richard III had them killed but there isn’t any proof. In the 1490’s, Perkin Warbeck came forward and claimed to be the lost Prince Richard, but I guess we’ll never know.
The Crown Jewels are housed there and they’re like bling-bling central. Did you know that there was an attempt to steal them in 1671? Thomas Blood attempted and was almost successful. The strangest part is that he was pardoned and awarded a pension of 500 pounds a year! Do you thin they still give pensions as punishment because I have bills to pay…
Following that, a group of four of us went to the Museum of London, referred to as the Attic of London (for good reason), and it was adorable! I loved the little Victorian shop replicas!
Stay tuned for days 3 and 4 tomorrow! Goodnight y’all!