London, England
We had big plans for this day: go to mechanic, pick up tire, pick up some gas cans/water jugs, etc. And of course, on the way to the mechanic, our brakes seem to stop working....?!? Clint tried to weave through traffic and make use of the useless emergency brake, but we had to make due with a different and closer shop.
After leaving this problem of a vehicle in the hands of a seemingly capable mechanic and just walking away, we couldn't help but feeling like the trip had just come to a sudden and expensive end. Clint and I grabbed the nearest train and set off for a day of unplanned, anxiety-filled sightseeing. Including:
...a proper view of Big Ben,
...chicken curry in an Indian restaurant that, of which, we were the only customers since last year probably,
...some random (but awesome) architecture,
...a trip to the Tate Modern art museum,
which included:
good art
...and better art. (better click these ones for more detail)
...and finally our day ended with half-assed visit to Buckingham Palace.
After phoning the mechanic, we found out our problem was not so problematic after all; the bolts had gone missing in our front brake...
Cheap fix, the trip can continue.
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