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The Tate Modern, a new-ish art gallery just across the river. The galleries had some interesting exhibits dedicated to modern art. We also ate at the cafe upstairs. Philip had a "suckling pig sandwich" and I had something that consisted of mozzarella on a toasted bun with tomatoes and greens on top. Normally I don't like tomatoes, but I ate it all, and I liked it, despite the condescending waiter. |