Wednesday we had off with no plans whatsoever. A friend and I went to the Victoria & Albert museum which was great. The funny thing happened on our way back. We got into the tube station and I saw some elders with their luggage so of course we went over to say hi. After talking for a minute they asked where we were from so I said "Boston." One elder looked really excited and after talking to his companion for a moment, he exclaimed, "Boston! Like in New York!?" I was astonished. I quickly corrected him and once we got out of sight (and earshot) I started laughing and couldn't stop. It doesn't sound that funny but it really was. I can honestly say that is the first time that's ever happened. And when I questioned his origins, he said Louisiana and gave the fact that he's never been to the Northeast as his reason why he didn't know where Boston was. All I'm going to say is that is so sad.
| Leadenhall Markets |
We finally saw the sun on Saturday! It was absolutely beautiful outside and the sun made everything seem a million times better. We had gorgeous blue, blue skies, so after our walk in the morning, a friend and I went to Portobello Road where I started looking for souvenirs to bring home. We walked through almost all of the market though decided to stop because it started getting sketchier the further we went and it was also dark by that time.
| Sphinx near Cleopatra's Needle on Victoria's Embankment |
No comments:
Post a Comment