My poor feet don't know what's happened to them! Today I hopped on the Tube and went to The British Museum. That place is absolutely enormous! For the first time since 1993, I wished I had paid attention in Mrs. Harvey's Foundations of Civilization class freshman year. My pictures are here. It was really cool to see the actual Rosetta Stone but it was difficult to see through the people all around it. There was so much to take in that if I were more of a history buff, I would have to go back.
From there, I went down Oxford Street for some shopping. Google clocked the walk at only 1.2 miles but they didn't take into account the walking I did around the shops. It was a shopaholic's dream! I stopped off at the grocery store on my way home. I don't think I could be a city girl without a car. Doing shopping and then getting on the Tube is a pain! Not to mention the fact that I should have paid attention to the fact that frozen dinner and 6 pint containers of milk are HEAVY! I won't make that mistake twice. From now on, I will deal with the little corner shop and make do with what they have.
All in all I think I walked about 10 miles (according to my pedometer) between the museum's many rooms, the Oxford street shops, and Sainsbury's. My feet are protesting every step it takes to move around my 10x10 flat. I think maybe I should do the double decker tour bus tomorrow!