Getting on the train to Wimbledon was easy. What wasn't so easy was trying to figure out where to get off the train. I had a book that said to get off at the Southfields Station, but there were a couple of stops after that: Wimbledon Park and Wimbledon. Luckily, there was a very sweet young lady on the train with us who was very helpful. She advised that we get off at Southfields unless we wanted to do quite a bit of walking. Here's what we saw when we came out of the station:
We had about a 15 minute walk from the station to the gate. CH didn't really care about going on the tour, so he left me at the gate while he strolled around the area. This was the view walking to Wimbledon:
I just stood outside of the museum and took it all in.
When the tour started and the guide started talking, I have to admit: I had a couple of tears in my eyes. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think I would be walking on that hallowed ground.
First, we went to Court 1.
Then, we were on our way to Henman Hill. If you know anything about Wimbledon, you know that this is where they have the huge screen so that the people who are able to get into the park, but can't get tickets (or can't afford them!) can watch what's going on. This hill is packed with people watching the matches. The guide said that one year she was on the hill, and there were some people who had tickets on Centre Court who preferred to be there instead. The atmosphere is really something.
Before we actually got to go up the hill, we had time for a photo op:
Fortunately, it was a clear day, so we had some nice views:
Then, we went to St. Paul's Cathedral. Man, oh MAN, I wish I could've taken pictures in there! Breathtaking. We were there for part of Evensong. One of the most beautiful experiences I've ever had.
We took a walk on the Wibbly Wobbly Bridge. It was pretty wobbly that evening because of the wind. The sights were gorgeous, though:
We walked over the Hungerford Bridge and found an Italian Restaurant across the street from where we ended up. Great Calzones, although the restaurant was pretty tight; they had a lot of tables in a small area. Then, we walked (and walked, and walked) until we found Buckingham Palace. I was surprised at how close you could get to it, and that the gates were opened. (Obviously the Queen wasn't there...guess she forgot we were stopping by!)
We walked back through Trafalgar Square, and CH noticed that the door to St. Martin in the Fields was open. There was a concert going on, but we were able to peek through the door. Beautiful.
So, we had another full day and saw some things that I didn't think I would EVER see.