London Day 1 Recap!
So to put this in context: arrived in Central London after 15-16 hours traveling, on 4 hours of sleep in the last 40 hours. So everything I did was following K and L around in a sleep deprived state.
We're staying in a funky hotel just south of Camden, near St. Pancras. By funky, I mean our room is on the ground floor with big windows directly looking out on the street, and it's a trip through twisty little passages, all alike, and 6 fire doors, to get to it. And the wifi here only works in the lounge, not the rooms. So I'll be online about once a day. Also, our room has a double bed and a set of bunk beds.
We walk in.
"I'll take the bunk bed."
"I sleep in a bunk bed now."
In chorus, L and I: "Bunk beds are cool"
We checked out the neighborhood, immediately found a gay & lesbian bookstore and spent 15 minutes lusting after their huge history section, had perfectly decent Indian food for lunch. I have made a blanket refusal to eat fish & chips. I don't like white fish and I don't like chips, so. Then we went to a museum that in my sleep deprived fugue I don't remember the name of. It's the free one with lots of sculpture. She wanted to go to the fashion gallery, which was closed for renovations, and then I wanted to look at the Rafael stuff, which was also closed for renovations, so we ended up spending some time with their lovely collection of Rodin sculpture and then finding somewhere to have tea.
In the evening, we went to see "All New People," the Zach Braff play. We chose this solely on the basis of Eve Myles (Gwen on Torchwood) being in it. It was wonderful and dark and funny and after 30 seconds I was no longer thinking of Torchwood, which is a good advertisement for her acting. I mean, the first scene is she walks in on Zach Braff's character when he's about to hang himself. So. Awesome!
Then we had tapas and I went and hugged my bed and slept and it was wonderful.
Ok, have to go decide what we're going to do today. Waves from London at everyone.
We're staying in a funky hotel just south of Camden, near St. Pancras. By funky, I mean our room is on the ground floor with big windows directly looking out on the street, and it's a trip through twisty little passages, all alike, and 6 fire doors, to get to it. And the wifi here only works in the lounge, not the rooms. So I'll be online about once a day. Also, our room has a double bed and a set of bunk beds.
We walk in.
"I'll take the bunk bed."
"I sleep in a bunk bed now."
In chorus, L and I: "Bunk beds are cool"
We checked out the neighborhood, immediately found a gay & lesbian bookstore and spent 15 minutes lusting after their huge history section, had perfectly decent Indian food for lunch. I have made a blanket refusal to eat fish & chips. I don't like white fish and I don't like chips, so. Then we went to a museum that in my sleep deprived fugue I don't remember the name of. It's the free one with lots of sculpture. She wanted to go to the fashion gallery, which was closed for renovations, and then I wanted to look at the Rafael stuff, which was also closed for renovations, so we ended up spending some time with their lovely collection of Rodin sculpture and then finding somewhere to have tea.
In the evening, we went to see "All New People," the Zach Braff play. We chose this solely on the basis of Eve Myles (Gwen on Torchwood) being in it. It was wonderful and dark and funny and after 30 seconds I was no longer thinking of Torchwood, which is a good advertisement for her acting. I mean, the first scene is she walks in on Zach Braff's character when he's about to hang himself. So. Awesome!
Then we had tapas and I went and hugged my bed and slept and it was wonderful.
Ok, have to go decide what we're going to do today. Waves from London at everyone.