Day 2 part II, in London

It feels like day 10.  I think I 'm trying to do too much.
I went to the fireworks last night but my inner miserable self hated every minute of it.  I know that if I had not of gone I would regret it the rest of my life.
So here it is in point form:
-the buses stopped short of Trafalgar Square and I had no idea where I was
-I do as I always do in this circumstance - follow the people
-found myself in Covent Garden (it was beautiful)
-walked for miles and miles and miles, with some really stupid people
-found a good place to stand at 11:15pm with a decent view of the Eye
-at precisely 3 seconds before midnight people came from every direction and stood in front of me preventing me from seeing anything
-I left before the end so as to not get stuck near any really stupid people
-walked for miles and miles and miles
-found the underground
-made my way back to Judy and Joel's

Covent Garden

The view just before midnight.

And just after.

My hail Mary shot and off I go trying to find my way out.

 If I ever think of trying this again would one of you please speak up and remind me of this night.