The singing was very happy. I think our church should sing Lion of Judah.
And I got candy.
Then we went home and I pretty much blogged all afternoon. Except for going out to the butcher’s to get a pork pie for tea. Except they didn’t have pork pie, so we got ham instead.
Monday morning was packing, so we could leave for me to take the bus to
I had a bit of trouble finding the platform the bus for Victoria Station was leaving from, but it turned out okay because the bus was really late anyhow. So I waited in the station for what seemed like forever, and then finally the bus came, and I put my backpack in the under the bus storage, and got on the bus.
There weren’t any window seats left, so I chose a seat next to a lovely woman with long white hair. It was a good choice – we chatted a bit and then she read and I listened to music, and she was very familiar with
It was so nice because I always want to know what all the buildings are, and we went down
When we got to the Victoria Coach station, I searched out maps. I knew, thanks to Jack, that the closest underground station to the hotel was Paddington. But the lady on the bus had told me about how much cheaper it was to use an Oyster card – you put money on it and use it like a ticket, for both the bus and for the underground. So I found an information desk and asked the man to tell me about Oyster cards. They’re brilliant. You pay a £3 refundable deposit, and put money on the card, and then you pay about half as much for any ticket as you would if you paid cash. I also found out from him that the bus costs less than a third as much as the underground, so I found a bus map and figured out how to get to Paddington by bus.
The station was very full of people all running about in a great hurry.
I didn’t have much trouble – it helped that there were several buses that went to Paddington.
It was strange when I reached the station to suddenly realize that this was, of course, the same station where I had come through when I was taking the trains to
I went out, and with a lot of map-looking, figured out how to get to my hotel.
I checked in and got my key card, and followed his directions to my room. The hotel is a tall, narrow bit of building, and my room was at the very, very top, in the roof. I was most pleased. I love curved ceilings. But there were a LOT of steps.
I did a bit of unpacking, got online and said hello to some people, and eventually grabbed a peanut butter sandwich I had packed and an orange and set off for the Kensington Gardens, which were quite close to my hotel.
I went to the gate that enters at the Broad Walk, which is where the characters in the book walked. There were lots of people, though very few children as it was past eight o’clock at night.
I wandered over to the Round Pond,
and then past it – I wanted to get to the Serpentine because if you make a letter into a boat and put it into the Serpentine, then after dark it will float to the island where Peter Pan lived, and I expect that the fairies there know how to get him his post in Neverland.
I walked off the path between huge trees. I have never had so strong an impression that trees were alive. It reminded me of the part in Prince Caspian where Lucy tries to wake up the trees.
I found the Serpentine.
and walked all along it,
and then over the bridge, and as close to the edge where the island was as I could, and then when no one was looking I put my paper boat into the water and blew on it to make it move away from the shore.
It was getting dark quickly now, and I walked fast through the gardens to the gate and out toward my hotel. I made it back before it was quite dark, and went up the million steps to my room.
Once there, I discovered that the mattress was not very well padded and you could feel all the springs, so I piled all the spare blankets and the blanket from the other bed on top of it. That sorted it.
I left the window open – a nice advantage of being on the fifth floor is being quite safe even with the window open – and tied my purple tights to it so that Peter would know it was my room, if he came. And I did some research and thinking to figure out what I wanted to do the next day, with some help from my mother. I knew that I wanted to go to
And then I went to bed.