A stroll through Greenwich
On a Saturday after we rolled down the Thames for a little river tour we ended up in Greenwich. Off the boat we saw the Cutty Stark but it’s was about £11 per admission and we weren’t that curious to learn about it that day. Maybe some other day…
We ate burgers at the Old Brewery, which wasn’t what I expected. You walk in and it’s a pub style place, but it doesn’t really look like a pub. It looks like a restaurant. There aren’t really any signs that give you any direction. You come in the front door into a vestibule with some bar style tall tables shoved against the walls to accommodate more people I imagine… an after thought. You can either walk left or right. It you walk left you walk into a seated area, but there are still no signs to seat yourself or anything like that. If you walk right you see a big bar with staff pouring beer and tons of tables. Do I wait at the door? There doesn’t seem to be a hostess stand. So you have to ask someone and then you find out. Signage people… way finding is a magical thing.
After that we strolled through the Royal Naval College a bit. The buildings were beautiful.
Trinity Laban Conservatoire Of Music & Dance
King William Court
The National Maritime Museum
The Fountain outside the National Maritime Museum
Greenwich Park as seen from National Maritime Museum. It was such a beautiful site. I wasn’t sure what to expect but it was a lovely day and everyone was just laying around or playing catch with their dog or playing frisbee in the park.
We walked up the seriously steep hill to the Observatory and looked back to enjoy the view. That’s the backside of the Queen’s House… so essentially that’s her backyard. Well, one of them.
You could even see the O2 Arena off in the distance along with the Power Station with it’s stacks competing for attention with the Arena’s steel structure.
After waiting in line for an hour… the most unorganized line may I add, we got pics straddling the line. I can’t for the life of me figure out why they don’t have an attendant there to keep things in order, to keep people from cutting in line and to just, in general, keep people calm. I mean the British should know better than anyone that there is some comfort in order and authority. Instead you have a free for all in the courtyard with people from hundreds of other nations all trying to get a picture on that line. IT’S A FAMOUS LINE! Atleast put up a little rope defining the line for crying out loud.
We saw more than a few people going behind where you see me standing and taking pictures from the backside of the Primary facing direction. People were getting so angry. “You’re ruining my shot! Stand in line like everyone else”. Chaos…well, a light form of chaos.
We strolled around looking at some of their exhibits, which I personally didn’t really find interesting. And then we climbed some steps to see the old telescope. Pretty cool. The view was nice from up there too.