November 25th, 2006 – by: Maureenie
This is for Josh. Kids making a bridge. Is this what you do at school? :)
Janette and I went to the Science Museum in the afternoon. I was kind
of bored, because it was just a lot of machinery that didn't mean
anything to me, and contraptions that reminded me of high school
physics. I was also really lethargic, and that's no good at a museum.
The only interesting part was when we went downstairs and saw the area
with the children's hands-on science-y stuff. I got really intreseted
in this group of children that were playing with this thing that moved
sand around. There were buckets and shovels, and I think if you got
enough sand in one place the machine would do something. Anyway, they
were SO dilligent about it, and were putting so much energy, and
attention, and urgency into getting moving this sand around. It totally
reminded me of acting, and ways we approach trying to give urgency to a
Kids working intensively with sand in the Science Museum.
These kids were committing SO hardcore to this task that didn't
even necessarily mean anything, for no reason. It was incredible.
Anyway, then I ate some cookies, and we took the tube Knightsbridge to
see Harrods, because I am lame, and still hadn't been there to check it
out. It's huge. I wanted to take pictures of the inside, but I felt
dumb. The egyptian escalator reminds me of Disney. It is so huge. Did I
say that already? They have EVERYTHING. And the best of everything,
too. It's also very easy to get lost in here because the store takes up
about a block. I wonder what kind of people can actually afford to shop
here, though, since I guarantee that most of the people I saw were
The awesome part of the day, however, is the following, and the whole reason I came into the city today:
When I was at work at the stupid restaurant I worked at on Balboa
Island over the summer, I met this older British couple.
Harrods, obviously. This extends about four times as much in the opposite direction.
I was waiting
on them, and told them about my plans to study in London
. When I
brought them their food, they asked me if I was poor, and said they
were trying to sort something out for me. I was really weirded out by
this, but when I came back they said they lived north of London, but
that they had a place on Oxford Street that they go to sometimes, and
that they'd be there at the end of November/beginning of December and
would love to take me to dinner. Can you believe it?! I couldn't
believe that people I didn't even know were willing to extend their
hand to me in such a way! Anyway, I emailed them after I got here, and
they asked me and a friend to meet them at the restaurant on the fifth
floor of Harvey Nichols for dinner.
Lit up for Christmas, I assume.
So, we met them up there and had a
WONDERFUL evening. Oh man, I can't tell you how great it was. The food
was IIIINNNNCCCCRRREEEDDDDIIIIBBBBLLLLLEEE, and if you can ever afford
to eat at a place like this, you should. Geez. So good. I had salmon
and canneloni with mussels in it. OY. They forced us to get appetizers
and dessert as well. They were SO nice, and really, really good
company. They had all these really wonderful stories about traveling,
and the differences in culture between America and England, and were
delightful to share the evening with. Then we went to the bar next door
and were given more food-- a box (that Roy was VERY proud of) of the
"Best Chocolate in 2006." He gave some to our waiter in the bar and
then we got free coffees. They were so nice. It completely restored my
faith in human beings being capable of being nice to each other.
Hopefully I can meet up with them again someday. Yay for the holidays.