Another Solo Adventure
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October 21st, 2006 – by: Maureenie
I went to the National Gallery by recommendation, and was very, very pleased. They had an AWESOME temporary exhibit called, "Manet to Picasso," and I was stupid and giddy about it. Thanks to growing up around my mother, who's a big fan of French Impressionism, I had a good knowledge of who I was looking at. They had a handful of Manet, Cezanne, Degas, Pisarro, Seraut, etc... they had one Picasso (not as cool as the Tate, in that regard)... that guy is following me around... The highlights for me were the room of Monet and the room of Van Gough. I really love Monet, so seeing any of his work is always exciting for me, and they had "Bathers at La Grenouillère," and some of his water lilly work, AND one of his really early works that was really detailed, which was very interesting.
After deciding to leave the museum I just wandered for a long time... wandered around Trafalger Square, walked to Charing Cross, then down towards the Embankment, still on a quest to find a nice pair of boots, and then it started raining like CRAZY. I had a rain jacket, but it wasn't enough... Fortunately I had just walked into some of the Victoria Embankment Gardens and had sat on a bench to more discreetly look at a map of where I was, but then I had to stay there, underneath a friendly tree, hoping the stupid random rain would stop.
Then I went to what I believe is the southern part of Westminster, because I had decided to go to Westminster Cathedral for Saturday evening mass. Yes, I know Westminster Abbey is more famous, but I was trying to find somewhere that was Catholic-friendly, and this was the most well-reputed place I'd read about. I found it after a little confusion, with about half an hour to spare before 6:00 mass. I took some time to walk around the building. MAN oh man was it fantastic... I cried, but I always cry, so it wasn't a surprise. I especially when I go into beautiful old churches. And it was definitely big AND beautiful. The ceiling was really, really high, and they had all these mosaics and marble.
Afterwards I thought I should do something else cool before I went home, so I thought I might check out that legit-looking Mexican food place by Covent Garden. Unfortunately it was a half hour wait to sit down, and I wasn't about to hang out in the dark alley for that long by myself. So I just walked around trying to look for some other distraction. Covent Garden is INSANE at night! INSANE! It's like a big party in the street. It's weird, because where when I was growing up, Saturday night meant probably going over to a friend's house and watching a movie.
Doing things by yourself is really a challenge. I know it's something I'm supposed to learn how to enjoy, and sometimes I do, but most often I find myself wishing that there were people that I care about there to enjoy it with me.
P.S. Someone should write a book about the codes of behavior on the tube. It's absolutely fascinating.
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