I’m in London and that’s very obvious to me. Out my door is black London cabs, double-decker red busses, sings for the ‘Under Ground’ and basically every real life version of the tourist souvenir nick-knacks we consider to represent London.
I feel like I’m living in a game of Monopoly. My walk to the office involves walking through Leicester Square, then Trafalgar Square, then down The Strand, and along Flint Street and Cannon Street… Famous and expensive Monopoly real-estate – note: plastic money not accepted.
Every corner there’s a pub, so it’s my sort of place. Each pub is very ‘English’ with it’s dark wooden moody interiors and small windows. Each one oozing with patrons spilling out on to the footpath with their pints of Larger.
Unfortunately I’ve come down with the flu and feel like crap. As soon as I boarded the plane from Rome , I started to feel the initial signs of flu. I hoped it was just the air conditioning and travel in general, but it’s unfortunately reached its peak. I’m walking around in a pseudoephedrine, head cold fuzziness that makes London even more surreal. But tonight I feel so crap I can’t even leave the hotel. I went downstairs to ‘Grill on the Square’ restaurant looking to eat probably the first red meat I’ve had in a while. After sitting, yet again, at my table for one I decided I felt to crap I got up and left so have returned to the hotel and ordered room service… Lame.
Anyway hope that tonight’s rest reaps benefits and I can truly experience London over the weekend. Below is a gallery of some initial photos. More coming over the weekend I’m sure!
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