OK folks, you've got to bear with me on this. Gail always like to see a spiritual component of each blog. This one rates as most spiritual for Jim, and least for Gail. Our last tourist sight in London was Greenwich Observatory. 
For those of you uninterested in global navigation, wait for the next blog. If you think you are, or have a GPS in your car or cell phone, or think Dan Brown novels are cool, stay tuned. We saw the ferry, really a water metro-car, passing under the Tower Bridge from the Tower of London, knowing this was our next mode of transport. 
With the flag stretched out from the bow in the 50 mph breeze created by our forward motion, we approach the Old Royal Naval College, and our goal, Royal Observatory Greenwich.
Under the dome containing the original equipment to determine the position of the exact longitude at noon, the open door shows the siting equipment to lay down the line for surveyors, which is then embedded as a brass strip in the ground. The large inset shows above the door the exact time down to the hundredth second. The small inset is magnified from the large, and shows the barrel of the site, a reflection of the meridian line, and the photographer, lens in line. The red lettered sign above the clock says:
I suppose by moving from one side to the other at midnight, you could be in two days repeatedly if you hopped quickly enough. Come to think of it the time zone isn't tied to the meridian for the convenience of the populace of Great Britain, and most of Europe. Guess you could hop at midnight anywhere, but you wouldn't have a green laser overhead. Later that night I went out to the convenience store and realized how short a distance 29 seconds of longitude is at this latitude. 
Next morning while Gail was busy with exercise and meditation, I strolled over to stumble upon the north side of the Thames embedment 
of the Meridian, which you can see in the inset climbs right up a building. Incurable romantics will be sobered to find that after descending the other side, it disappears. While there, I couldn't resist a snap of our constant neighbor, the O2, a sports and concert venue.
For those of you uninterested in global navigation, wait for the next blog. If you think you are, or have a GPS in your car or cell phone, or think Dan Brown novels are cool, stay tuned. We saw the ferry, really a water metro-car, passing under the Tower Bridge from the Tower of London, knowing this was our next mode of transport. With the flag stretched out from the bow in the 50 mph breeze created by our forward motion, we approach the Old Royal Naval College, and our goal, Royal Observatory Greenwich.
Under the dome containing the original equipment to determine the position of the exact longitude at noon, the open door shows the siting equipment to lay down the line for surveyors, which is then embedded as a brass strip in the ground. The large inset shows above the door the exact time down to the hundredth second. The small inset is magnified from the large, and shows the barrel of the site, a reflection of the meridian line, and the photographer, lens in line. The red lettered sign above the clock says:
I suppose by moving from one side to the other at midnight, you could be in two days repeatedly if you hopped quickly enough. Come to think of it the time zone isn't tied to the meridian for the convenience of the populace of Great Britain, and most of Europe. Guess you could hop at midnight anywhere, but you wouldn't have a green laser overhead. Later that night I went out to the convenience store and realized how short a distance 29 seconds of longitude is at this latitude. Next morning while Gail was busy with exercise and meditation, I strolled over to stumble upon the north side of the Thames embedment 
of the Meridian, which you can see in the inset climbs right up a building. Incurable romantics will be sobered to find that after descending the other side, it disappears. While there, I couldn't resist a snap of our constant neighbor, the O2, a sports and concert venue. 
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