So today we took a bus tour. They drove us past the chapel that, at that moment, Paul McCartney was getting married in. We didn’t see him, but we saw the crowd and the car waiting to take them away.
We also saw a lot of historical buildings, and the giant Ferris wheel called, “the Eye.”
I had fish and chips and it was yummy, with a Guinness that is totally different over here. Amazingly different. I actually like it over here.
We were twice asked for directions. I guess we don’t look like tourists.
They sell vibrating condoms here in pub bathrooms.