Today was just a relaxing day of wandering around the city. Amber and I started in Covent Gardens, because she wanted to visit the flea market. It was kinda fun just wandering around and seeing the different shops and performers. After that, we went to St. Paul's Cathedral. Unfortunately the tube station was down there, so we had to get off one station early and walk. This was good, however, because we had to walk down Fleet Street. And yes, there is a Barber Shop there:

(for those of you that don't know, look up Sweeney Todd. Just the title will do)
Anyway, we went to St. Paul's Cathedral. Unfortunately, the site-seeing costs money, so we didn't go in. I'll probably go back some other time (as we're supposed to compare it to Westminster Abby for a paper). Here's the front entrance:
After that we continued to the Tower of London. On the way we stopped for a quick picture with the London Bridge:

Then we got to the Tower of London (a really cool castle). We walked around for about 45 minutes (we were a little rushed, as it was going to close at that time.)
Me being spontaneous in one of the rooms:

This is the central tower, White Tower:

And me chilling with the Ravens. Supposedly it's said that if the Ravens ever leave the castle, then it will fall. So they keep the Ravens there just in case. (Middle name anyone?)

Anyway, the Tower was really cool. We got to see some of the Crown Jewels from history as well as some prison cells, torture chambers, armories, and courtyards. It was pretty sweet and I kinda wish we'd had a little more time to walk around. Of course, the Tower Bridge is right there:

And across the street are some remains of the original London Wall (and a statue of some dude):

Afterward, Amber and I went to the British Museum, but apparently everything closes at either 5 or 5:30 when it comes to cool historical stuff. So we parted ways, Amber to a show and me to the British Library. But remember what I said about cool stuff closing at 5? Yeah. An hour and a half of Tubing and walking after the Tower and the other two things I wanted to see were closed. But did I let my spirits fall? No! Of course not! I forged on, for what is right next to the British Library but King's Cross. Yes, I did it. Who wouldn't? Especially a dork like me:

And thus ended my day of wandering the city. I resigned myself to a baguette, a sprite, and sitting on a bench along the South Bank, writing some more in my novel as the sun disappeared over the city. (It sounds romantic, and was, until the hobo walked up and asked for money).
Now I must go pick up milk. I may decide to go someplace cool (like Buckingham Palace) but I may just go to bed for the night.