I went to London
May. 11th, 2008 06:11 pmSo. Anyway. I was in London yesterday. Worked a half day on Friday, took a train down, went to see Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds, y'know. Tried not to collapse from heat. Mostly succeeded. Jackets, it turned out, were not necessary.
Anyway. ( Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds )
And I managed to get the semi-last tube back to Cee's. Hurrah. Yesterday, I woke up pretty early and set out again to go see the British Museum. By the time I found a cafe that would give me beans on toast, wandered through a couple of music stores looking for Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds albums, gone to a shop looking for something I'd seen in Islington the last time I was there and caught the tube, it wasn't quite as early as it had been, but there you go. I went to Russell Square station, checked my handy pocket map, went through Russell Square and the P.G. Wodehouse Summer Picnic, and found I was pretty much there. ( The British Museum ) And then I had to go, because my train was at five o'clock-ish. But I don't think you could do it all in a day anyway, and I had a pretty great time while I was there. I'd love to go again at some point, preferably without a huge backpack.
I managed to make it well in time rather than at the last possible second or missing it completely. And then I came home. And then I went out again to see Where In The World Is Osama Bin Laden? Which is good, though I thought some of the stuff at the beginning was a bit cheesy. And I don't think I took a lot of it in, properly, but most of it, and it was interesting. It's a good film, and I quite love Morgan Spurlock. And my God, Israel is fucking scary, at least the part of it he went to. The Jewish part. There's a good chance I don't really understand properly about Israel, but if you see the film you'll know what I mean.
And then today I had to do all the jobs I didn't do yesterday. Except not all of them, because my feet were killing me. But mostly I think I'm good.
It's been a week since Iron Man was released, and people still aren't writing Tony Stark/Obadiah Stane slash. What's up with that?
Anyway. ( Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds )
And I managed to get the semi-last tube back to Cee's. Hurrah. Yesterday, I woke up pretty early and set out again to go see the British Museum. By the time I found a cafe that would give me beans on toast, wandered through a couple of music stores looking for Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds albums, gone to a shop looking for something I'd seen in Islington the last time I was there and caught the tube, it wasn't quite as early as it had been, but there you go. I went to Russell Square station, checked my handy pocket map, went through Russell Square and the P.G. Wodehouse Summer Picnic, and found I was pretty much there. ( The British Museum ) And then I had to go, because my train was at five o'clock-ish. But I don't think you could do it all in a day anyway, and I had a pretty great time while I was there. I'd love to go again at some point, preferably without a huge backpack.
I managed to make it well in time rather than at the last possible second or missing it completely. And then I came home. And then I went out again to see Where In The World Is Osama Bin Laden? Which is good, though I thought some of the stuff at the beginning was a bit cheesy. And I don't think I took a lot of it in, properly, but most of it, and it was interesting. It's a good film, and I quite love Morgan Spurlock. And my God, Israel is fucking scary, at least the part of it he went to. The Jewish part. There's a good chance I don't really understand properly about Israel, but if you see the film you'll know what I mean.
And then today I had to do all the jobs I didn't do yesterday. Except not all of them, because my feet were killing me. But mostly I think I'm good.
It's been a week since Iron Man was released, and people still aren't writing Tony Stark/Obadiah Stane slash. What's up with that?