Wimbledon and the West End

Yesterday was THE BEST day! Headed off in the morning with the intention of doing the tourist trail, but the sun was shining so we thought it was worth risking Wimbledon. Oh, while I think of it, cherries at the fruit stalls here are dirt cheap. £2 for a pound. So $5 for 2.2kg. So, Wimbledon. It was sprinkling by the time we got there. So well organised at the other end - buses and taxis, all at a fixed fee, to take you to the club. Joined the queue, number 3387 and 3388. This was half 10 in the morning. Not bad at all. 6000 ground passes issued a day. Through security and we were in. Really quick. Started raining heavier. I had my strawberries and cream - they weren't the nicest of strawberries, I must say. Play start time was put back by an hour, then another. Eventually they started. After 2 games, 15 30 40 game, 15 30 40 game, they went off again. After waiting ages, we decided the practice courts would offer more action. We were right. Mauresmo, Nadal were both warming up, and a heap walking past on way to and from both play and practice courts, including Safin. Left Wimbledon about 5, quite content with a full dose of the Britishness of it all. It was sooo different to the Australian Open.

Back to hotel, dinner, shower, headed outto the theatre. Chicago! It was brilliant. I have not even seen the movie, so had no idea what to expect. The theatre experience was also amazing - icecream sales in the theatre at intermission, and drinks allowed to be taken in! Amazing really!!