
this afternoon, i headed back over to portobello market as i wanted to explore notting hill a little bit more. when i was there at the beginning of my trip, i came across a shop that had these beautiful handmade masks from italy - i instantly though of my mom and her love for mardi gras and since i have been thinking about them for the past month, i decided to go buy one as i know she'd love it. the one i fell in love with was gorgeous with feathers but a tad pricey so i skipped it, i am happy with the one i got. to describe the market is sort of hard - but as a comparison point from just a crowd perspective, imagine the old town art fair and how there are booths/stalls on both sides of the street and people either walk down the street or along the sidewalk in between the stalls and the stores....my point is, there are a lot of people. so i was trying to get around these really slow people when i noticed a few people around a door pointing - when i looked, i saw this little cat just hanging out the pet door checking out the scene. i have to say it was the funniest thing i have seen in awhile - he didn't make a move to get out in the street which surprised me - unfortunately, i didn't get a shot of him siting like this, just peeking his head out - but you get the picture. i then explored notting hill a bit more and am really glad i did so, it's such a great area, lots of shops and boutiques, i could have stayed forever but needed to get home as i had plans with marina for the evening. the family left early from london and they had tickets to go see the battle proms and concert at blenheim palace. it was pre-booked, so the tickets would have gone to waste and i figured that since we didn't make it out to the cotswolds, this would be a great experience. it is located about an hour or so outside of london, near oxford. it's a a beautiful palace - sir winston churchill was born there. it was a gift to the first duke of marlborough by queen anned because of a great military victory. the battle proms includes a concert (tchaikovsky's 1813 overture, beethoven's battle symphony, etc.) with military reenactments, live cannon fires and ends with fireworks. we didn't get there early enough to really explore the grounds, which was disappointing, but made it in time for the start of the music, canons and then fireworks. let me remind everyone that i know zilch about the country, particularly the english countryside. i assumed that a sundress, sweater, shawl and FLAT sandles would be fine and brought along leggings too (we were going to be in a hospitality suite, not in the grass in the rain) i forgot my umbrella which i didn't think would be a big dea, and then i realized we are IN THE COUNTRY, thick grass, mossy things, rocks...the whole shebang but i managed to get through the grass without incident. once you arrive, a bunch of people are sitting in chairs eating, etc., enjoying the event. imagine ravinia, and then drop the temp down to 60 and add the dampness, rain and mosquitoes, and it's not as quiet and civilized. so we get to our tent and it's set for 7 people, and that includes the food as it was all preordered a (i had hoped other people would make it, but it just ended up being marina and i.) we couldn't stop laughing at the scene and i particularly liked playing with the lobster. the food certainly didn't go to waste, we ate and took most of it home -(a lot of it was meat unfortunately). we felt like such divas- people kept walking by our tent and gawked at us because i am sure we looked ridiculous - there were only 3 other hospitality tent so we did stand out - but there is no way in hell we could have enjoyed ourselves on the lawn - i regret not grabbing a flag - during the orchestra, people waved their british flags and sang along... they set up 6 canons and set them off, couldn't really see them but the resulting light show was gorgeous and i am glad i got a good shot. the fireworks were alright, not great but it was funny to see them go off in front of the palace. i kept waiting for the star spangled banner to start playing and then i realized i wasn't in the us (duh) it was truly a british country experience. and next time, i will remember to bring wellies and dress more sensibly.