London, grey and dreary?
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If you had to say only one thing about London, you'd be hard pushed to find a phrase which summarises it. Someone once told me that if you go out every night and try something different you will never have to do the same thing twice. This city is changing all the time. There are always new exiting things happening. Whether your forte is music, history, flowers, art, or prince Harry, London's cup is overflowing. Everywhere you walk you are tempted to stop simply to drink in the scenery. Unfortunately, this sets you firmly in the tourist camp. It is even worse if you are carrying a backpack and a camera. Your typical Londonite is so oblivious to what is going on around them (in general) because they have walked over the same 300 year old cobblestones 300 times a year since they were born.
I've already talked about black cabs in my last post so I won't go there again; we hopped in one to get to our first destination outside of an airport: Palmer's Lodge in Swiss Cottage. This is a tourist destination in itself yet we lived there for about 10 days. It was the former home of Samuel Palmer of the Huntley and Palmers Biscuit Empire. If any of you are interested, it also serves free breakfasts: (as many croissants as you can eat).
Not only is Swiss Cottage great because it just is (sorry, thinking on my feet), but it's also great because the stars in your eyes walk down the street. Pardon the poetry but it is not every day in New Zealand that you are going for a stroll and you see Ewan McGregor coming towards you on the footpath.
From Palmer's Lodge, (using the free internet connection), we found a place to live in Notting Hill. Yes... that is the place where Julia Roberts got swept of her feet by Hugh Grant. We don’t have to pay council tax or water and we live two roads down from Portobello Road. Yes.. that’s the place where your cousin bought that bag you are wildly jealous of. Nevermind... it was outrageously overpriced. :)
Sorry about the interlude. I needed to go down to the laudrette and wash our clothes.
Anyway, one thing which really attracts me to London is the tube stations. You can probably tell this from the amount of pictures of tube stations I've loaded on to this blog.
Oh yeah... Prince Harry has come back from the crusades. Apparently I look like him. I keep getting people looking directly at me when I’m walking past them as if they recognise me too. It’s most disconcerting; I guess there are worse people to look like though. :)