somewhere inbetween north america and europe, i watched the sun emerge. it illuminated the clouds below and bestowed upon me an extreme sense of privilege for knowing that i was among the very few in london that day who got to witness the sunrise. nothing short of typical, the sky was as occupied as the clerks at the bank were sure to be. i was met at the airport by a dear, new friend who offered me his services as smashing host and tour guide all for the low low cost of appreciation (and hopefully someday reciprocation).
it didn't really dawn on me that i was in london until i saw the iconic big ben from across the grey water. the feeling of realizing its fame was comparable to that in new york. the sheer volume of people was hard to comprehend at first. being with a friend certainly helped as we tried to hold on to our personal space in the tubes. after a day of walking around the core of the city, we replenished just in time for one of my all time favourite musicals, les miserables. we then skipped home to the beating of our hearts that echoed the beating of the drums...
...and when tomorrow came, we took a gander at camden market which ended up occupying us for the entirety of the day. its foundation is a massive horse stable from the 1700's!! with its many twists and turns, there's a stall with something to be bought in every knook and cranny. david was very successful in finding funky necessities and i satisfied my craving for playing musical instruments at the piano shop and guitar haven. later, i had a wonderful reunion with my beautiful cousin, joanna, and we talked and laughed over a glass of wine and vegan key-lime pie. then david and i whisked off to a dubstep show in the city of its conception!
we stumbled in late and i stumbled out early with my backpacks eager for some baklava!!
***last two pictures are provided by the talented david mason. check out his work/play at http://www.flickr.com/photos/masepack***
Anytime love, catch you in the next timezone :)
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