There are places on the planet where it is damn near impossible to take a bad picture, no matter your equipment, skill level, or whatever. I’m sure there are folks who somehow do manage to screw it up, but they’re in a different class from us mere mortals.
For example: London
My first stop has repeatedly been the Thames and the Battle of Britain monument. A favorite, it’s HUGE and wonderful.
A short walk to Parliament and Big Ben. It was grey and raining all day. That happens there a lot.
Some nice person figured that I might like to have proof that I was there. They were correct. Thank you, nice person!
St. James Park, looking toward Buckingham Palace. Not seen are the viscious geese that figured if I was there I just MUST have bread and was holding out on them.
Buckingham Palace.
Picadilly Square. Now getting dark and raining.
Trafalgar Square. Behind me was a guy on a unicycle playing bagpipes with flames shooting out the top. Not something you see every day.
The Albert Memorial in Hyde Park. It would be nice to get to see a concert or organ recital at Royal Albert Hall some day.
One of my favorite London pictures – an ancient, tiny cottage in Hyde Park, with a steel and glass skyscraper just behind it. That’s London to me. Things hundreds of years old cheek & jowl to things built yesterday.
This was my second (third?) trip to London, in 2016, and all three have been about 18 hours long and a rush of how-much-can-I-cram-into-18-hours and how-little-sleep-can-I-survive-on-I’ll-sleep-on-the-plane-or-when-I’m-dead. It would be nice to go back for a few days or a week and see the city at a more leisurely pace.
Someday…
We Love The Stars Too Fondly 
Bit like me and NYC, really 😀 Although those were usually 44+ hour visits: plane arrives late afternoon/early evening Friday (I take a half day from work), departs 6.30 pm Sunday, so I go straight into work Monday when I arrive….
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