Lessons of the Afternoon

There was an Asian woman this afternoon. She had set up the usual speaker with a guitar and microphone. Into this microphone she was singing How Great Thou Art. But she was singing it in the strange full way a person who has never known English would.

And I thought, "interesting."

Walking around Westminster Abbey this afternoon Kat and I crossed the path of some middle aged women wearing Victoria's Secret Pink Sweatpants. I wish I could state that their sweat pants were what bothered me the most, but that would be the fact that despite the signs telling you not to, they were eating as they walked.

And I thought, "Interesting."

I'm not good with the words right now,

I thought it intelligent to spend some time just being here before I tried to organize my experiences. Now I have been here five days, and I have seen many of my childhood dreams come true. But now I still don't know what to write.

In this age of cell phones and the internet London could be just another borough of New York City. Except that its like the ferry stopped floating and my parents can't come visit on a whim.

There are a lot of things I could say about London, many of which are way too poetic and mostly crap. But I will tell you this - The food is just as bad as everyone has told me, and trying to find better food gives me a headache because I realize that I am twice as poor as I think I am.

The First Weekend