31 Days of Traveling to Europe: Day 13

31 Days of Traveling to Europe: Day 13 - A Rainy Day in London

These stairs led us to the lobby of our hotel and to our next adventure in London. First stop was St. Paul's Cathedral.

We climbed 257 steps to the Whispering Gallery. After a brief rest, we climbed 119 really skinny steps to the Stone Gallery, which is the outdoor part of the dome. We opted out of the 152 steps to the Golden Gallery and instead made our way down to the Crypt.

It was street market day on Portobello Road so we went back to Notting Hill to check it out. We were expected something out of the movie "Notting Hill" but instead found shoulder-to-shoulder people and no Hugh Grant strolling the streets.

We picked up our tickets for the hop-on/hop-off tour bus at Piccadilly Circus and made our way to the Tower of London. The weather turned miserable here with a steady downpour. We ducked into buildings as often as we could and sought refuge in the cafeteria where we had our second plate of fish and chips.

My sister had seen a street sign on her previous trip to London but hadn't had the chance to take a photo of it. After some searching, we finally found the sign.

After watching the Masterpiece Theatre series "Mr. Selfridge", I added his department store to my to-do list. We followed people carrying the famous yellow Selfridges & Co. bags and finally found the store.

Exhausted and soggy after a day in the rain, we headed back to our hotel with a carryout dinner and made plans to see as much of London as possible on our last day here.

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