This morning Jenni and I decided if we were going to get to Windsor Castle, this was the day. We went through a couple of calamities before we arrived. As we were leaving the flat, suddenly the burglar alarm went off. It was amazingly loud. I finally found the box to cancel the alarm and shut it off.
We walked to the train station only to arrive there and find the ticket windows closed. After waiting for some time, a guy with a portable ticket printer came out. He was having a difficult time and had to run to the coffee vendor three times to get change for the people in front of us. Some people were getting irate, but the guy was keeping his cool. When he was printing Jenni's ticket he said 9000 pounds for this machine and it doesn't even work dependably, that's about $20000 in US dollars.
Jenni went on to the platform we needed and a guy asked us for directions. He was probably the only person in the country to ask us, a couple of cheeky Americans for directions. I told him that I had no idea. Jenni tried to help, but finally an English lady came to his rescue.
We went on to Staines to change trains, and both tripped going up the stairs. We did have a pleasant ride once we got on the train to Windsor and Eaton Riverside. We saw more raspberries, Katie's friend, Michelle told us that she sometimes picks them for jam. We saw a farmer bailing straw, it looked nice and clean, the bales were the big square type. We even saw sheep for the first time. Steve, I do not think I have seen a transport semi since being here.
When we first got off the train, the experience began. I could not believe everywhere I looked was another sight of architecture, and amazing sights. We walked up a curved cobblestone walkway toward the Castle. Even the fronts of the buildings were curved going up the walkway.
Inside the gates of the castle, wow, I can't begin to describe. We walked the moat path. We could see the t shape in the wall where soldiers in long ago shot arrows and later guns at intruders. Jenni got a nice shot of one of the openings. We also saw Princess Ann's doll house, that is something to behold. We walked through the rooms where the Queen currently entertains heads of state from around the world. My favorite room was the one with armor and guns. No one is allowed to take pictures inside. I wish I could have found a postcard of it because it was so impressive.
After the castle, Jenni and I ate lunch. I had a hunk of multi grain crusty bread and a fruit smoothie. Jenni chose a drink and sandwich from Ye Old McDonalds. Then it was off for some tourist shopping.
Jenni found a shirt she had been watching for, and I bought a key chain of the White Family Crest.
We meandered on to the train, we got aboard to wait for 8 minutes to leave. Jenni realized she had lost a bag with a couple of postcards. She and I jumped off the train and she ran back to look for it while I waited at the station. She ran to search, but did not find them. She came flying back into the train station we scampered onto the train with absolutely no time to spare as the whistle was blowing.
We got back to Stains to change trains and Yet again I tripped on the steps. Also we did make back to the flat in time to make a good ole American supper of hamburgers, fried potatoes and onions, and tomatoes. Some Bannoffee pie still awaits in the fridge.
It was a nice ride and a very pleasant day. Right now I am knackered, bushed, wiped out, exhausted and just plain ole pooped. . . . . Tomorrow is a new day, and we are going to FRANCE!
We walked to the train station only to arrive there and find the ticket windows closed. After waiting for some time, a guy with a portable ticket printer came out. He was having a difficult time and had to run to the coffee vendor three times to get change for the people in front of us. Some people were getting irate, but the guy was keeping his cool. When he was printing Jenni's ticket he said 9000 pounds for this machine and it doesn't even work dependably, that's about $20000 in US dollars.
Jenni went on to the platform we needed and a guy asked us for directions. He was probably the only person in the country to ask us, a couple of cheeky Americans for directions. I told him that I had no idea. Jenni tried to help, but finally an English lady came to his rescue.
We went on to Staines to change trains, and both tripped going up the stairs. We did have a pleasant ride once we got on the train to Windsor and Eaton Riverside. We saw more raspberries, Katie's friend, Michelle told us that she sometimes picks them for jam. We saw a farmer bailing straw, it looked nice and clean, the bales were the big square type. We even saw sheep for the first time. Steve, I do not think I have seen a transport semi since being here.
When we first got off the train, the experience began. I could not believe everywhere I looked was another sight of architecture, and amazing sights. We walked up a curved cobblestone walkway toward the Castle. Even the fronts of the buildings were curved going up the walkway.
Inside the gates of the castle, wow, I can't begin to describe. We walked the moat path. We could see the t shape in the wall where soldiers in long ago shot arrows and later guns at intruders. Jenni got a nice shot of one of the openings. We also saw Princess Ann's doll house, that is something to behold. We walked through the rooms where the Queen currently entertains heads of state from around the world. My favorite room was the one with armor and guns. No one is allowed to take pictures inside. I wish I could have found a postcard of it because it was so impressive.
After the castle, Jenni and I ate lunch. I had a hunk of multi grain crusty bread and a fruit smoothie. Jenni chose a drink and sandwich from Ye Old McDonalds. Then it was off for some tourist shopping.
Jenni found a shirt she had been watching for, and I bought a key chain of the White Family Crest.
We meandered on to the train, we got aboard to wait for 8 minutes to leave. Jenni realized she had lost a bag with a couple of postcards. She and I jumped off the train and she ran back to look for it while I waited at the station. She ran to search, but did not find them. She came flying back into the train station we scampered onto the train with absolutely no time to spare as the whistle was blowing.
We got back to Stains to change trains and Yet again I tripped on the steps. Also we did make back to the flat in time to make a good ole American supper of hamburgers, fried potatoes and onions, and tomatoes. Some Bannoffee pie still awaits in the fridge.
It was a nice ride and a very pleasant day. Right now I am knackered, bushed, wiped out, exhausted and just plain ole pooped. . . . . Tomorrow is a new day, and we are going to FRANCE!
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