EuroTrip Day 2: London, U.K.

We started out on a leisurely walk from our hotel to the Tower Bridge. Stood on the glass floor at the top of that bridge. We didn’t die.
Went to a haunted tour thing under the bridge. That was neat. 
After our bridge visit, we continued on with our walk. We had a timetable and specific sites in mind. I recommend not doing that. 
We left that cute little bridge around 10am. 
Since then, according to my handy Apple Watch activity tracking; we were lost for 23.56 miles.

We believed we had recognized our location around 11pm, and decided to go just a few streets further to see that place the Queen sleeps. At 12:30am, we found it. At that point, I concluded that I no longer believe in any of my beliefs.

At 2am, we found our hotel by foot (as the tubes within 5 miles of here were already closed).

In today’s episode of, ‘Directionally Challenged Americans in London’; we stumbled upon just about every treasure in the city, we decided to plan to not make plans for anything…ever, and we can confirm that the full effects of delirium set in at about the, 19 miles by foot, point.