The way from the airport, it is said, looks the same everywhere. There are a LOT of TV antennas. Cable seems not to be basic infrastructure here.  
 
I checked my heavy luggage at Paddington, then went to Embankment Pier for my lunch cruise. I arrived in plenty of time and photographed Cleopatra's needle and the memorial plaque to WS Gilbert (of and Sullivan).  
 
For a drink, I asked if they served something nonalcoholic; the waitress was nonplussed, but this may be because I'd missed that part of the menu. She then asked if I were vegetarian. I don't know whether the two were related either in her mind or in her experience.  
 
The Coke was undercarbonated and tepid. I gather this is to be expected. I saw that a fish course was part of the fixed menu. I decided to bear up.  
 
Okay, so I ate the trout. It was meaty, not fishy, which I had not expected from an upbringing in a mid-continent city before cheap air freight. The seasoning was a bit bland, though. So was the chicken entrée, which resembled a disassembled pot pie. The Thames cruise was by far the highlight. I was very pleased and took many pictures. The Tower turns out to be hard to photograph from the river.  
 
It is also hard to photograph from the London Eye; I couldn't find it. I suppose it is relatively squat and far around the bend. Horse Guards Parade, yes. Nelson's Column, yes. Buck House and associated parks, yes. St. Paul's, like a majestic sore thumb. The Houses of Parliament are 20% of the view, so they don't count for credit, but I don't know if I identified the Abbey.  
 
I have been rained on and had trains delayed by works on the line. This is the authentic London experience. The Tube is easy; the streets less so. I minded the gap, and mean to take a picture of it when I think of it.  
 
I took a genuine London black cab. The driver was very friendly and I hope I didn't undertip him. 
 
My room at the Morgan is small, but complete if you don't need a desk. It's on the third floor (American), but I walk up to my third-floor office every day.  
 
My iPhone won't charge. Fortunately the Apple store is open late. Then improv. Then to sleep, to wake at 7, even though I've been awake since 1PM BST yesterday.