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Day Eleven

We woke up in London today, which automatically made it a good day. After a seriously lame breakfast at the hotel, we set out on Shopping Day. As did every other person in London, as it turned out.

I have long maintained that shopping – true, serious shopping – is a sport. Well, if shopping’s a sport, then shopping in London on Oxford and Bond on a Saturday within eight weeks before Christmas is definitely the Olympics. Poor Geoff handled it well. And Lindsay… Well, Lindsay was in her glory. (It should be noted that Geoff cheered up very quickly when he was let loose in a few notable toy stores.) We stopped at H&M and Starbucks for Lindsay, at the Forbidden Planet megastore and Muji for Geoff, and at Uniqlo for both of us. Uniqlo’s new London flagship store just opened this week, and it was a ZOO – but well worth it, as I picked up a Pantone cashmere sweater that redefines the word perfect. By late afternoon, we’d done another 10K, I’m sure (in distance, not in dollars).

After dinner (and a stop back at the hotel to drop off our bags), we had our London date night – an evening visit to the Tate Modern. Happy sigh. The Tate Modern was easily my favourite art gallery ever, anywhere. It’s HUGE and it’s all amazing, including the new main hall exhibit that features a giant crack through the floor of the entire exhibition space. Hard to describe, but it was incredibly cool. I was so happy to be standing in rooms full of original pieces by Monet, Warhol, Picasso, Pollack, and other pieces that took my breath away a little bit.

It was a lovely date night. A little hard to top in Winnipeg, probably :)

Labels: London, My Life, The Boy, Travel

posted by Lindsay @ 10:29 AM