The Overseas Coffee Snobbery Begins; Also, Greenwich Is Really A Nice Place

Anywhere a latte comes in a glass is not a place one wants to be spending one's pennies. 

Our arrival at John and Rosemary's heralded the True Beginning of our Adventure, and thus it was time for the Matching Pyjamas of Dunedin to make their International Debut. The pyjamas hadn't got many caps in Dunedin, despite their promising beginning; however, high hopes were held for their future performance on foreign soil.

Tired,  rumpled, and probably dirty from a million hours of
aeronautic transportation, but the pyjamas managing to
look supremely glamourous nonetheless. 

We decided to start our time in England where time starts. So on the 19th of November, off we marched to Greenwich (literally, we walked there). Greenich was lovely. 

Brybry whimsically swinging on a fence by the Thames.

Unintentionally artistic photo of Brybry's taking a photo of
The Royal Naval College. It was very pretty.

We explored the Greenwich museum and learnt some Fun Facts about the history of the area. 

Ally, attired appropriately after swearing,
fighting, gambling, not to going to Chapel, and
being drunk and disorderly.

Brybry, who never swears and always goes to
Chapel, dressed in regular attire.

We wandered through Greenwich park and had some lunch with our new squirrel friends (this was the first day we had encountered them - you're lucky we have any photos of anything else to show you) before heading up to the Observatory.

Lunch in the pretty park. Sadly the community herb garden
had no basil for our tomatoes and cheese, but Brybry
seems to be enjoying it quite a lot anyway. 

Token photo at the meridian line.

Playing in the crunchy crunchy leaves in the Observatory gardens...

...And inadvertently having the same leaf jumping technique.

After this, there are no photos because the hot caffeinated beverage masquerading as coffee we procured was not worth photographing.