Piccadilly Circus is in west London. It is the heart of the theatre district so all over we saw signs for all the classic musicals and some new ones we've never heard of. I had no idea there were so many theatres, and each theatre only shows one play.
We got to Piccadilly Circus right at dinner time, so of course the kids were starving. I always imagine these little outings so much differently than they actually occur. I imagined we would meander past Piccadilly, through Chinatown and toward Covent Garden Market where there are some fun places to eat. All the while soaking in the experience, observing with wonder and awe the old buildings and charming little streets. It was less than a mile of walking and was only supposed to take 12 minutes. But right after I took these pictures it started to sprinkle. And instead of doing the responsible thing and coming up with a back-up plan, I ignored the rain and my husband's promptings to find a closer restaurant and the hungry pleas of my children because I was TAKING IN THE SIGHTS BY GOLLY. Then it was an all-out downpour. And Mim needed to wee. And and and...
I'll skip the next twenty minutes and suffice it to say there were some immature and stubborn adults and some wet children by the time we ducked into a Chinese restaurant called Kai in the heart of Chinatown.