There’s something about waking up in London that feels like stepping into a living museum. The air, still crisp with the morning dew, carries the weight of centuries, and today, I was ready to dive into that history. My day was planned with visits to some of London’s most iconic sites. Alright…Let’s start.
As I stepped out of my hotel, my pre-booked minicab pulled up right on time. The driver, a friendly man named David, greeted me with a smile.
“Heading to the Tower of London, I see,” he said as I settled into the backseat.
“Yep! Can’t wait to see the Crown Jewels,” I replied, excitement clear in my voice.
“The Tower’s a special place,” David remarked as we navigated through the morning traffic. He shared a few historical tidbits, making the short journey even more enjoyable. The sight of the fortress soon came into view, its ancient stone walls standing proudly by the River Thames.
I thanked David and confirmed my next ride two hours later. Inside the Tower, history seemed to come alive. I marveled at the Crown Jewels, and wandered through the storied halls where kings and queens once tread. The atmosphere was palpable with tales of power and intrigue.
Time flew, and soon enough, my phone buzzed with a notification—the next minicab to Big Ben was waiting. As we neared the Abbey, Big Ben came into view, standing tall against the London skyline. I stepped out, and took a deep breath before entering the grand church.
Inside Westminster Abbey the entrance fee was £19. I was surrounded by the graves of monarchs, poets, and statesmen. The air was thick with history, every corner telling a different story. I stood before the Coronation Chair, feeling a connection to centuries of royal tradition. The beauty and solemnity of the Abbey left me in awe.
Before long, it was time to head to my next destination: the British Museum. The third minicab of the day was driven by an older gentleman named John, who had lived in London his entire life.
“You’ll love the British Museum,” John said as we made our way through the bustling streets. “It’s a treasure trove of the world’s history.”
He wasn’t wrong. The British Museum was a vast collection of artifacts from every corner of the globe, Entrance was FREE.I marveled at the vast collection. The Rosetta Stone, the Elgin Marbles, the Egyptian mummies—each exhibit was more fascinating than the last.
Lunchtime at the museum was convenient. The Great Court Restaurant, located inside the British Museum, offered a variety of options ranging from light sandwiches and salads to more substantial meals like beef stew and vegetarian lasagna. The food was reasonably priced, with most dishes falling between £8 and £15. After a satisfying meal, I continued exploring the museum’s exhibits, each room offering a new perspective on history. I could have spent hours there, but I had one final stop on my itinerary.
The last ride of the day was to Buckingham Palace. As the sun began to set, I stood outside Buckingham Palace, taking in the grandeur of the royal residence. Though I couldn’t go inside, just being there was enough to feel the pulse of British history.
When I finally returned to my hotel, reflecting on the day, I felt grateful for the smooth and timely journeys between these historic sites. The minicabs had been more than just transportation—they were an integral part of my day, each driver adding a layer of local insight to my exploration of London’s rich past.
