Day 3 - Dream to Realise It
My day started early morning today as well. Seems like the jet lag was still hovering around in my system. Woke up early morning at 5 and tried my best to sleep again. Alas in vain. Finally made a quick call back home to check to chek on everyone. The best part or rather difference in international travel these days vis a vis a few years back is the connectivity that the telecommunication offers at the cheapest possible rates. I was in touch with my people in India , as if I had stepped out of home for a meeting or to run regular errands. I was pleasantly surprised and humbled to see an overwhelming response to my blogs on my Facebook page. By the time I finished surfing , the Jr. Cutlet woke up too . Seemed like the jet lag was out of her system and she was all set with her rounds of continuous chatter (what I call chapad chapad).
After a hearty breakfast , we decided to get ready. I had nothing specific scheduled for morning , therefore I called up the Wimbeldon office to re-schedule my tour to today morning. And to my pleasant surprise , they agreed and asked us to be there in 90 minutes. Since this place was very far from where we lived , we started hurrying up to get ready. In no time , we were out and all set to reach The place that I had been watching on the television every year since I was maybe 9 or 10 years old. As we travelled to Wimbeldon changing trains, I started remnisicing those days when the entire family and sometimes the extended family watched the Wimbeldon Championships (the only one back then) together. Steffi Graf, Martina , Boris Becker , Lendell had given us some unforgettable moments. The Jr. Cutlet not being a Lawn Tennis enthusiast look somewhat disinterested and wondered why we were travelling so much to watch some tennis courts. However once we reached there and The Wimbeldon Tour began , she started getting into the tempo of the entire process. They have a wonderful 90 minute guided tour of the entire premise including the players rooms, play offs courts , their dining areas, their media interaction rooms (they actually let us sit and take pics where probably Roger Federer must have sat umpteem number of times) and ofcourse The Centre court. Post the Wimbelon tour , we had to quickly rush and travel again a long distance to the Tower of London , as we had pre-booked a tour there. I have to be honest that this place was not as great as expected barring the Crown Jewels section. It was way past the lunch time and the Jr. Cutlet much to my surprise was completely co-operative in holding on the hunger till now . After a quick bite , we headed to the Tower Bridge, what we call The London Bridge where we indulged in a lot of social media favorites like the FB Live, Boomerangs and Slow-Mo videos. The Jr. Cutlet is slowly catching up with the Social Media wave. I'm not sure whether to feel happy or worried about it. Post the Tower Bridge , we reached the Westminister area to have a complete aerial view of London in The London Eye. I agree with Nimish that some of the attractions are glorified here , however required as a beginner in London.
After 9 hours of running about with one quick stop for lunch and one quick yet drooling stop at the Indian Chaat corner (Samosa Chaat and Masala Chai in 10 degrees celsius was God sent gift to us), my lower back and knees decided to call it a day. The chilly and gloomy weather was adding to the torture. The Jr. Cutlet was living up to her name of being enthusiatic and wanted to go somewhere else. For once , I thanked my stars since most of the attractions , even malls for that matter in Europe close by 6 pm. Therefore reluctantly she agreed to come back to the hotel with me. 10 kms and 16000 steps today gave me a good reason to crash in bed soon but not before I recalled my moments with you . Signing off for now as a bright new day awaits tomorrow.
My day started early morning today as well. Seems like the jet lag was still hovering around in my system. Woke up early morning at 5 and tried my best to sleep again. Alas in vain. Finally made a quick call back home to check to chek on everyone. The best part or rather difference in international travel these days vis a vis a few years back is the connectivity that the telecommunication offers at the cheapest possible rates. I was in touch with my people in India , as if I had stepped out of home for a meeting or to run regular errands. I was pleasantly surprised and humbled to see an overwhelming response to my blogs on my Facebook page. By the time I finished surfing , the Jr. Cutlet woke up too . Seemed like the jet lag was out of her system and she was all set with her rounds of continuous chatter (what I call chapad chapad).
After a hearty breakfast , we decided to get ready. I had nothing specific scheduled for morning , therefore I called up the Wimbeldon office to re-schedule my tour to today morning. And to my pleasant surprise , they agreed and asked us to be there in 90 minutes. Since this place was very far from where we lived , we started hurrying up to get ready. In no time , we were out and all set to reach The place that I had been watching on the television every year since I was maybe 9 or 10 years old. As we travelled to Wimbeldon changing trains, I started remnisicing those days when the entire family and sometimes the extended family watched the Wimbeldon Championships (the only one back then) together. Steffi Graf, Martina , Boris Becker , Lendell had given us some unforgettable moments. The Jr. Cutlet not being a Lawn Tennis enthusiast look somewhat disinterested and wondered why we were travelling so much to watch some tennis courts. However once we reached there and The Wimbeldon Tour began , she started getting into the tempo of the entire process. They have a wonderful 90 minute guided tour of the entire premise including the players rooms, play offs courts , their dining areas, their media interaction rooms (they actually let us sit and take pics where probably Roger Federer must have sat umpteem number of times) and ofcourse The Centre court. Post the Wimbelon tour , we had to quickly rush and travel again a long distance to the Tower of London , as we had pre-booked a tour there. I have to be honest that this place was not as great as expected barring the Crown Jewels section. It was way past the lunch time and the Jr. Cutlet much to my surprise was completely co-operative in holding on the hunger till now . After a quick bite , we headed to the Tower Bridge, what we call The London Bridge where we indulged in a lot of social media favorites like the FB Live, Boomerangs and Slow-Mo videos. The Jr. Cutlet is slowly catching up with the Social Media wave. I'm not sure whether to feel happy or worried about it. Post the Tower Bridge , we reached the Westminister area to have a complete aerial view of London in The London Eye. I agree with Nimish that some of the attractions are glorified here , however required as a beginner in London.
After 9 hours of running about with one quick stop for lunch and one quick yet drooling stop at the Indian Chaat corner (Samosa Chaat and Masala Chai in 10 degrees celsius was God sent gift to us), my lower back and knees decided to call it a day. The chilly and gloomy weather was adding to the torture. The Jr. Cutlet was living up to her name of being enthusiatic and wanted to go somewhere else. For once , I thanked my stars since most of the attractions , even malls for that matter in Europe close by 6 pm. Therefore reluctantly she agreed to come back to the hotel with me. 10 kms and 16000 steps today gave me a good reason to crash in bed soon but not before I recalled my moments with you . Signing off for now as a bright new day awaits tomorrow.
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