A scramble out the door this morning, through to Liverpool St. station, then a three-transfer Tube ride to Waterloo, and onto Guildford. Of course, we didn’t feel like waiting for the bus, so we hopped a cab up the Cathedral to make it with seconds to spare. Actually no, no seconds to spare, we were [...]
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Today, I checked out of the hostel, waived adieu to Laura, sat in the internet cafe for a few hours, then went to Hyde Park to sit in the shade and listen to my podcasts. And I’m ok with that.
I grudgingly posted home a box of laundry and a spare jacket. Totalled 3kg, which was [...]
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The shinier, more dangly side of Camden town and the Camden Lock Market. Not much to say about it, really, its a mess of punk rock leather and antique oak tables. And somewhere in between are used books and t-shirts with Audrey Hepburn spinning some records, DJ style. The colours of Camden are something to [...]
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To the City of London Museum. A somewhat underrated museum among the London elite of Tate, British Museum, and so forth. But if you think about it, London is actually a pretty intense with the history:
From prehistoric, through to the Romans, Vikings, Normans, middle ages, renaissance, reformation colonialism, Victorians and through to present day. Of [...]
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Sunday mornings the artists come out to Hyde Park to sell their wares. Paintings, clocks, and the like. Ponies - gotta love it. And of course Speakers’ Corner, where religious zealots, socialists, and anti-Americans of all sorts come to yell and scream for no apparent reason.
Oh the suburbs. A small town in Buckinghampshire, called Amersham, [...]
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Out for another party, this time on the campus of LSE. Always and adventure when you turn up to a party and there is damn near no one there. Forced to make friends, I suppose. The place starting filling up and eventually became really, really loud.
Bonetti had a good time, she staggered home at some [...]
a tale of London, international travel, the opposite sex
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Woke up late and scrambled over to watch Australia v. Ireland in rugby. Then, the early part of the afternoon was spent on the streets of Covent Garden, looking at T Shirts, street performers, cool buildings, and just admiring the view.
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St. Paul’s Cathedral, Millenium Bridge, Southwark Cathedral, Open-air Market, Tate Modern, Shakespeare’s Globe and the winding alleys of old Londinium. Strangely, it seems that I’ve been here before…probably because I have. But its always fun. And its new to Bonetti, who nearly shit herself upon seeing Bridget Jones’ House.
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There is a basement with lots of smoke, loud music, low ceilings and one helluva crazy party. Bonetti found it more ironic than I did that young Londoners rock out to 1950s American Rock-n-roll, like Chuck Berry, for example. This is sort of the jive/rock/blues scene and the kids roll with a distinct more of [...]
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…Scott and Laura are on the scene. We covered a lot of turf today, being day 1 and all.
From St. James’ to the Palace for some sort of ceremony, apparently, then onto whitehall and Trafalgar, a stop at the National Gallery, then over to the Houses of Parliament and Westminster Abbey (finally, the inside!), stop [...]
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