Finally went to that place with the, with the . . . oh the clock! and the people with the accent!
It's not cliche to me because I have always dreamed of coming here, working here and living here. That was of course until I saw her current state, to which I was saddened by.
Nevertheless, despite the dirt from Heathrow to Warwick to Bromley-by-Bow and the absence of the old chaps with the Chapeau and umbrella, London is still a destination worth visiting because depending on your perspective, every one I saw there, whether indigenous or transplanted - were trying.
Whilst there I got to:
Eat fish and chips the traditional way at "The Anchor"
(built in the 1600's)
Mess around with the red phone booths:
(I needed a quid...)
Hear London Calling:
(it said "Vrooomm!")
See a Shakespeare Play:
(w/ the English Patient as Prospero)
Photograph Monet:
(well, figuratively speaking.)
Sample Punk Sweetness:
(ah, life's ironies...)
Meet the Invisible Man:
(w/ visible neck)
and,
Soak up the Thames at night.
- Among others anyway...
