We headed toward the Tower of London as we'd heard that was a good (albeit usually crowded) spot.
Katy found a group giving out noise-makers and couldn't have been more delighted.
Somehow it turned into a whacking battle....
We really couldn't have picked a more picturesque spot to wander and wait.
We still had a LONG wait until the runners came around (we were at the cross spot where miles 13 and 22 looped back on each other), so why not play at a park in sight of the Tower of London? (I really hope one day Katy is able to look back and realize how extraordinary the "ordinary" moments of her childhood often were)
The crowd was starting to thicken so we figured we should head back towards our spot to make sure we could see. Katy found a fundraiser selling flags and we couldn't resist. She was all decked out!
The disadvantage to being smaller at events like these is that you can't see. Luckily, with some ingenuity and parents that will let you take risks: problem solved.
Finally some runners started through. This was also a major Paralympic event and it was phenomenal to watch them run and be part of the roar of the crowd as they went through. Then the first women's elite grouping...
(Seriously, this was my spectator view - it was beyond words incredible)
The men came through soon after (I missed getting a good picture here) and after that we decided we were tired and maybe should find a restroom. We started to have difficulties finding our way back to a Tube stop easily (so many roads were closed off and impossible to cross) and ended up watching the race further down. We were glad we did!
The elite women:
The lead men: