Ah, the poppies.
I chose a rainy night to make my pilgrimage. It was crowded, but do-able. It also happened to be the last night before they started uninstalling after Armistice Day, so I really waited until the 11th hour on this.
It's just....incredible and moving and somber. However, I did openly mock a man who was front and center on Skype on an Ipad and having a loud conversation about how his day was with the tinny speakers turned up. Was he a New Yorker? That was my best guess. It's a war memorial, have some humility and respect. Save the laugh with your blokes for later.
You can still see it- I heard that the cascade will be left indefinitely, and there is an exhibit in the Tower itself about the military history that it played during the war. I haven't bought a ticket for the tower in years- maybe the first trip I took over to London ages ago- but I remember it being well worth the price of admission. There's so much creepy dark history here, it really made for an appropriate and dramatic backdrop.