London

Must.  Not.  Antagonize.  Honestly, the urge to mess with street performers is incredibly difficult to stifle.  I'm just a really annoying person.
You can't ask me to remember the name of every architectural wonder that I photograph!  Honestly.  It looked religious and had women with babies.  You figure it out.  I'm not a tour guide.
Again?  You really can't ask me to remember EVERYTHING from this trip.  Every corner has a new and unique building.  They're all ancient and ornate.  I can't remember them all.  Geez Louise!
I took a picture of this clock to denote what time everything in London closes.  Yup.  Pretty early, huh?  I'll keep harping on this point until they begin keeping pubs open later.  I'm already working on the legislation as we speak.
My brain actually said, "Look!  Pretty colors."  At my core, I'm a simpleton who enjoys dramatic lighting.
Someone lives here but I honestly can't remember.  Poop!  It's on the tip of my tongue.  I'll just guess and say Sean Connery lives here.  It's a pretty baller place.  I'm sure he's still just surfing through life on his 007 money.  Honestly, Sean Connery is epitome of DOLPHIN RICH.  I have so much to learn from him.