London is a bagpiper playing AC/DC's Thunderstruck outside Westminster Abbey. (Sorry, no picture. I was trying to figure out how to get into the Abbey.)
Westminster Abbey is for those who don't mind long lines and lots of people. Once we were through security, we eventually discovered we could jump the entrance queue because we had purchased our tickets online the night before.
Inside, it helps to think of the edifice as a church and a church yard all under the same roof. There is a lot to take in, from the medieval building itself to the effigies of dead monarchs, and plaques memorializing other famous British notables. The audio guide, narrated by Jeremy Irons, helped us make sense of some of it, and--more important still--kept even our junior member moving through the building with interest. A highlight for s. was chancing upon the grave of Muzio Clementi, a composer her piano teacher had her read about. Like John Wesley, I was struck by Roubiliac's sculpture of Lady Elizabeth and Joseph Nightingale. I was also pleased to see a memorial to the historian brothers, Henry and Owen Chadwick. (No pictures because photographs are not permitted inside the Abbey.)
From the Abbey we made our way along St. James' Park to Trafalgar Square and the National Gallery.
A. wanted to see WhistleJacket:
The best part of London, from s's perspective ...
... was seeing several new varieties of waterfowl in St. James' Park:


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