From there we headed to the royal gift shop. Royal is quite suiting for the prices they were charging. I saw some of the most expensive spoons, kitchen towels, tea sets, chocolate coins, and shot glasses that I have ever seen in my life!

 These spoons were 79 euros. If I do the math, that's around 100 American dollars. For tea spoons, really? I guess the fact the box says the royal collection must make it worth the money somehow.

If you can afford the spoons for your kitchen, then you can probably afford the towels as well! 80 American for 2 tea towels. Which are soooooo much better than normal tea towels.

     Care for a royal shot? Hard on the wallet. But easy on the gullet ;)

It's about time someone paid A LOT of money for a tea cup with a unicorn on it!
Talk about a manly addition to your kitchen....

Don't forget to spend 10 American on a souvenir chocolate coin that you can bring back to show your friends how rich you are- or end up just scarfing it down on the plane because they don't feed you enough- because it's just too "peasant- like" to buy regular chocolate at a commoner's store.








I don't know if they were raising their prices because the royal baby was born, or to make tourists spend lots of cash on things I can probably find on e-bay for less. Just to be safe, I'll say it's both.

After that we checked out the sights London is also known for, like Big Ben... the giant Ferris Wheel.. and Nutella filled crepes :)

 Our phones had told us the weather would be a downpour, so the fact I got such a good picture of Big Ben is pretty fortunate!

 I really wanted to go on this giant Ferris wheel, but no one wanted to go with me- too tired I guess.

We found this tiny pancake place near Big Ben, and I couldn't resist getting a Nutella crepe! Besides, what if there isn't any Nutella in Africa?


Tired and half awake, we head back to the airport by Metro. Getting through security took a while- I think they were checking bags in case anyone had stolen one of those oh-so-expensive shot glasses. We had just enough time to eat at the Giraffe restaurant before heading over to check in to our next flight.

This place had great burgers. And interesting decorations. It was called Giraffe for a reason!

But it was the giant sign right before the boarding gates that really made my day (along with someone else's'). All my struggles felt worth it as I stood and saluted to the sign, then Brit-marched aboard the plane, getting the person behind me to crack up.

Once again we flew. Nine and a half hours this time. Talk about exhausted! When we landed, there was a cardboard lion sign set out to greet us. To someone who hasn't slept more than five hours for two days, I must confess that it looks very, very real.

                          I had to take a second look at this guy, making my heart skip a beat.

We sat down for a meal at a restaurant, the name escapes me at the moment, and decided to order their breakfast. It took an hour for our meal to come. At a first glance, the food looked good. But the pancakes were like rubber and the syrup was terrible. Even starving, it wasn't good. Oh well. At least we were full.

 This syrup was definitely not a flavor you would find in an American brand. Ever.

Finished eating with time to spare, we checked out the gift shop. Turns out it's really hard to convince your parents to buy you zebra and antelope pelts for your room. Or decorative elephant tusks.

I found out that it's legal to bring zebra pelts back to America as long as their not made from the endangered species, but that STILL didn't convince my parents to get one for my room!

 I found a stack of elephant tusks. Each of them were hand carved intricately, like this one, by locals.

The shop had plenty of hides, so many that there were piles like this all over the store.

Care for an ostrich egg omelet? Don't worry, with these big guys, you'll never have to use more than one egg for a meal ever again!

These masks must mean the locals have caught on with the trends in America! :P

 

Halfway through looking around, my mom realized the iPhones were late by an hour, meaning we had missed our flight! After several hours of complete chaos and exhaustion, we had managed to schedule a flight for the next day. So we had to stay in a hotel until the following morning.