Louis and I took a trip to London yesterday. I scratched my head for an activity that would entertain a teenager and came up with The London Dungeon on what had been forecast to be a murky day. Horror really isn't my bag but I thought it would be a teen friendly attraction. We booked in advance with the rail company and got 2 for 1 tickets that made the price just about bearable. This also meant that we did a little bit of helpful queue beating on a half term weekday.
So what did I think? Well it isn't somewhere I'll be going back to in a hurry but it was fun to do once. It was nearly worth it to spend a penny in the most disturbing toilets in the world. Tasteless gore and innuendo was, as I predicted, right up an adolescent's street.
I much preferred my stroll back to the station along the South Bank. It's one of my favourite urban walks even on a showery day. There's always something different to see and do along the edge of the Thames. The London Dungeon was not photo friendly. Too dark and we'd been persuaded, on the pain of death, to turn off mobile phones. But I spotted this on one of the little beaches along the river's edge. It deserved a picture. The small figures are smurfs!