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Web Surfing in the UK
25 July 2007 12:48(Yes, Tot, I am actually in London while writing this, it's not some strange metaphor)
No chance for my usual attempts at eloquence, at least until I get Internet in my own hotel room.
I got in yesterday just fine, and spent the day wandering through the city, making liberal use of the Underground. It's quite dizzying to hear that soothing, refined English Lady voice call out the name of Neverwhere characters like they're real places. Sadly, those places don't really distinguish themselves to me very well.
I checked out an exhibition called Amora, which I'll find a link for later, and then I ate dinner at a pub. Picadilly Circus was surprising full for a Tuesday night, and I wonder if the smaller sized flats account for a society which spends more time socializing.
(tangent: The Police just started playing here at this lousy internet cafe, and the entire room started softly humming along almost at once. Finally, someone a few seats down from me broke out with an actual verse of the lyrics, "How my poor heart aches," at which point the entire room responded "With every breath you take!" and now we're all singing along.)
Tonight, I'll be heading out to check out this gallery that was recommended to me ( http://www.coffeecakeandkink.com/ ) , and I'll give you more details when next I can write....probably while I'm in Marseilles or Venice, depending on how I'm feeling.
Debating on how best to spend the night. The Underground shuts down at around 1am, but the clubs stay open later, and I was too tired last night to really party. Plus, my check hasn't cleared yet and won't until I get into France tomorrow. Apparently, some of the street cabs take credit cards. Should I go clubbing, and take a taxi back to my hotel and have it wait while I check out, then have it drive me to the airport for my 4am check in?
No chance for my usual attempts at eloquence, at least until I get Internet in my own hotel room.
I got in yesterday just fine, and spent the day wandering through the city, making liberal use of the Underground. It's quite dizzying to hear that soothing, refined English Lady voice call out the name of Neverwhere characters like they're real places. Sadly, those places don't really distinguish themselves to me very well.
I checked out an exhibition called Amora, which I'll find a link for later, and then I ate dinner at a pub. Picadilly Circus was surprising full for a Tuesday night, and I wonder if the smaller sized flats account for a society which spends more time socializing.
(tangent: The Police just started playing here at this lousy internet cafe, and the entire room started softly humming along almost at once. Finally, someone a few seats down from me broke out with an actual verse of the lyrics, "How my poor heart aches," at which point the entire room responded "With every breath you take!" and now we're all singing along.)
Tonight, I'll be heading out to check out this gallery that was recommended to me ( http://www.coffeecakeandkink.com/ ) , and I'll give you more details when next I can write....probably while I'm in Marseilles or Venice, depending on how I'm feeling.
Debating on how best to spend the night. The Underground shuts down at around 1am, but the clubs stay open later, and I was too tired last night to really party. Plus, my check hasn't cleared yet and won't until I get into France tomorrow. Apparently, some of the street cabs take credit cards. Should I go clubbing, and take a taxi back to my hotel and have it wait while I check out, then have it drive me to the airport for my 4am check in?