20 July 2012

Travel tales: inside Kensington Palace

When one visits a palace, one should indulge in the event by enjoying a glass of wine on a sunny afternoon.
And to accompany the wine, one should have some strawberries and cream.
I truly enjoyed my visit inside Kensington Palace. Every room I entered made me happy and take a big breath in wonder. It is rather spectacular. Even the signs for the toilets were photographable, and a sign of the humour mixed with tradition that was to come..
Could this be a logo for when we interview a royal on No Limits?

My Aunty came to London for the day, and we decided to do something touristy. She had not been to the palace before, so it was a new experience for her. Entry was reasonable given the maynificent exhibitions - £15.90 for an adult - this includes a donation to the charity that helps maintain royal grounds and buildings, and £13.20 for concession, again including the donation. I used my (still valid) student card as concession. I am impressed with the acceptance of a student card here.

There are still royals living in a section of the palace - staff were quite tight lipped about who and where, but thye told me Prince Harry was returning next year. As we walked back along Kensington High Street, we saw a road that was probably the back entrance to the palace, and a sign saying no photography.

I loved the mix of old vs modern - old as in artefacts and paintings from hundreds of uesrs ago mixed with modern curation. Think giant cardboard doll cutouts, plywood light boxes, audio stories and light projections and the interactivity. The attendant told us she has received mixed reactions - some believe the exhibitions steer too much away from tradition.

There are three main exhibitions - Victoria, Jubilee (a mix between Queen Victoria's and Elizabeth's) and Diana, the King's and Queen's Quarters. Read the stories here.

This is the Princess Diana exhibition, with beautiful wallpaper and five of her most famous dresses.
The staff were very knowledgeable in the history, and they provided tourists with great detail about the relationships between the royals. This man played a courtier - and kept the theme going in our conversation, hoping my photo would go far amd wide so he could be promoted from courtier, and told me he is not freaked out by my iPhone!
This was in the Queen's Quarters. The walls whispered secrets.
And the view from the window. Gorgeous hey?!
This room was very sad - titled "Anne's 18 hopefuls" - 18 chhildren's chairs set up. Queen Anne had 18 children, the oldest lived until he was 11.
This was also in the Queen's Quarters - which I felt was more beautiful and opulent than the King's.
The Jubilee exhibition was fabulous - heavily focused on Queen Vidtoria's Diamond Jubilee, but also featuring elements of Queen Elzabeth's in June. There were old news clippings, quotes, light displays and an interactive element of being able to write a postcard to Queen Victoria telling her why you are visiting London, pictured in the bottom left of the photo below.
This was the menu at the celebration. An event was also held to feed the poor - theor was a lot of criticism about the lavish celebrations among the immense poverty of the time.
Here I am in a Punch and Judy puppet show. I love this picture!
I took so many photos which I will have to sort through. This is just a selection of the best ones. Finally, one of the quotes from Queen Elizabeth's Jubillee. It truly describes how I am feeling on this trip.
I loved the Kensington Palace - it has been one of my favourite parts of the trip. It made me remember how much I loved history and curation.

The only downfall was the gift shop - I had hoped it would feature more products themed with the curation style of the palace, but it didn't. Oh well, I will always have the memories.

Travel tales: Theatre, The Dark Knight Rises premiere, Neal's Yard Dairy, doing the Macarena and some reflections.

There is always something to see and do in London, often at very little cost. I spent Wednesday in Covent Garden (which is not a garden at all, as I assumed!) browsing the shops, eating and seeing some live theatre - both on the Westend and in the street.

When I walked through Leicester Square, many construction workers were setting up for the premiere of The Dark Knight Rises. There was already a huge queue at 10.30 am - many people dressed up as Batman characters.

The news report says Prince Harry was at the premiere. I should have queued too. Totally missed my chance.

I saw this awesome street performer who rode a 15ft unicycle while juggling machetes. He was fun to watch and involved the crowd a lot. The dangerous nature of his act made it very tense at times.
I wandered through Neal's Yard which is a beautiful laneway of cafes and skin care shops.
And then I found Neal's Yard Dairy. Heaven! It was established in 1979. It is wall to wall of cheeses, and some yoghurts and butter. The cheeses are from across Britain. Javier, the cheesemonger serving me, was so passionate about cheese, selecting perfect cheeses for me to sample. Many of the cheeses are made from raw milk. I love the complexity in flavours - some are so bitey, others are mild. Considering I don't like milk, I certainly have a palate for cheese!
I picked a small selection of goat's milk washed rind, cows milk brie, and soft cheese, and some delicious juicy cherries, and ate them with some hazlenut bread. I had seriously underestimated London's food - this fresh produce was wonderful. I have not had a bad meal yet.
My afternoon in Covent Garden ended with a stage show of Matilda The Musical. Its music and lyrics have been written by Australia's Tim Minchin.
The Cambridge theatre was filled with excited school children, dressed up in their Sunday (Wednesday) best. It was a magical show - the lyrics were very clever (lots of Tim Minchin whimsy) the script really stuck to the original story by Roald Dahl and the stage and props were lovely - I think Quentin Blake assisted in the design. The stage reflected Matilda's love of reading, with letters and books as various partitions. And to top it off, the cast, particularly the children, were fantastic! I did enjoy it!

While watching it, I realised the themes of bullying and emotional child abuse were very adult, and I wondered if I picked them up when reading the book as a child? There was a scene where Matilda stood up to headmistress Miss Trunchbull, telling her that her behaviour is not right, and the children in the audience clapped and cheered. I thought it was lovely they recognised bullying and supported a child for standing up to the bully.

I returned to my hotel and spent some time with Michelle, as I joked, she is like my holiday fling but without the romance. We have become good friends here but soon I will have to leave London. We caught the tube to anywhere and got off at Fulham. We both oohed and ahhed over the dresses in a shop at the station - I need one particular dress we saw, but need to see how much money I have left before I leave - and then chose a Mexican bar and restaurant called Guaca to eat at. We each had a cocktail, two tacos, guacamole and corn chips and ribs. It was good value.

We ate our whole meal wearing sombreros, and I extinguished the candle by doing the Macarena.

I have two full days left in London and then on Sunday I need to pack up and fly to the USA! I will miss London. I can't believe I have been traveling for three weeks today. I have learnt so much, and realised the important things - time is precious, family is important, there is so much I don't know - yet so much I do know and speaking at the Appearance Matters conference and spending time at Changing Faces has proved this (best speech of the conference, according to a number of academics!), and strangers are friendly when you take the chance to talk to them.

19 July 2012

Travel tales: Kensington Gardens, Princess Diana Memorial, the squirrel.

Yesterday I took a leisurely walk through Kensington Gardens. I walked pretty much forever. It is so huge - and it is hard to tell where Kensington Gardens end and Hyde Park begins. And it feels like it is worlds away from the city - with luscious green grounds, a lake, lots of beautiful flowers, a fountain, some statues and some wildlife.

The Kensington Palace is located in the gardens - I did not go inside yesterday but tomorrow I will tour it with my Aunty. There is also a couple of cafes and restaurants, and the obligatory gift shop.

I thought the garden and palace was beautiful.
Just after this picture was taken, a squirrel came to greet us.
It came so close - I was able to take more than just one photo - and it even sniffed another tourist's hand very closely. I wore a maxi skirt so while I was excited to see it, I also feared it would run up the length of my skirt. The squirrel spent a few minutes running along the garden railing before scurrrying off into the greenery.

The walk to the Princess Diana Memorial fountain was a long one. It did feel like one of those "are we there yet?" moments because the paths took many turns. It was not unpleasant though - the gardens are very relaxing. I walked along path after path, passing runners, cyclists, playful dogs and groups of school children playing games. I also saw some tree lopping and lawn mowing happening - the gardens are very well maintained. They are probably not the best for people with allergies, as even after a Zyrtec, I was sneezy from the grass clippings.

The Princess Diana Memorial Walk made up part of my journey - this walk crosses a number of parks including Hyde Park, St James Park, Green Park and Kensington Gardens, amd it stretches for more than seven miles. Read more about the Walk here.

I finally arrived at the fountain, which I think may well be in Hyde Park. It is a low fountain, flowing like a river. The sculpting and flow of the fountain represents Diana's openness and calmness. More information can be found here.
At the base of the sign (pictured above) there was a lone bunch of yellow roses, left by a mourner, almost 15 years on. As I read the sign, amd saw the roses, I felt nostalgic, remembering where I was when Diana died - in my room, doing homework and listening to the top 40 countdown, right after my then best friend's 16th birthday party. I thought about Candle in the Wind and reflected on how popular Diana was, and how the media hounded her until the end. I wondered what she'd be doing now.

While it was not a very hot day, it was warm for London and there were people lying on the grass with their shirts off, toddlers splashing in swimsuits, and others sitting with their feet in the fountain. I took my socks off and dipped my feet in - the water was deliciously icy as it lapped at my feet.

When I was refreshed, I walked along the road skirting Hyde Park and saw an Olympic Village being set up. Though there is only eight days to go, there is still so much set-up going on. I passed Royal Albert Hall - so majestic - and also some more telephone box art.
This is called "Being a Royal" - and on the other side of the box was a playful Prince Harry. Who might I say has not discovered my presence in England yet. Harry, if you are reading this, I am here for four more days and I am staying in Earls Court. A date would be nice.

18 July 2012

Travel tales: Whole Foods Market, South Kensington

I am tired. I have done at least two big activities each day of my stay so far. And now, I need to rest. I slept in - well as late as I could because there is construction work happening here in Fawlty Towers and the fire alarm went off (falsely) three times before 8.00 am. Then, as I had afternoon plans (which later fell through), I stayed in my local neighbourhood - Kensington. I did a few things - will write about them another time - but I thought my three trips to Whole Foods Market deserved a whole post.
Whole Foods is a giant supermarket filled with whole and organic foods including fresh fruits, vegetables, meat, fish and dairy, wine, skin care, some clothes and homewares, prepared foods such as salads and soups, baked goods and a range of restaurants (think of a food court arrangement) including Mexican, Indian, Japanese, American, breakfasty foods, Asian noodles and some others. And it has free wifi. Overall it is quite expensive, but I think I am getting better quality food than a prepacked meal at a convenience store (and they are everywhere!) for a few more pounds.

I had breakfast there - at 10 am not many restaurants were open yet. A chef made an omlette while I watched - eggs, mushrooms, capsicum and cheese.
It was really good - it has been ages since I have had eggs so this was a treat.

I also had this rose lemonade.
So good! Tasted a little like Turkish delight.

I stopped in again for lunch - which I did not need so soon after breakfast. I justified it by the amount of walking I had just done (A LOT!) and though my tummy is a bit jubbly, my legs are strong and leaner than when I left Australia. Oh the walking. So many miles. So many stairs.

I had a rather large plate filled with American ribs with a side of maple smoked beans and mac and cheese, and cornbread on the top.
I enjoyed the ribs - overall they were tender, but in places the texture was a little too like tree bark. The beans were great, would be good as a breakfast. And the mac and cheese was perfect - creamy and crusted with breadcrumbs. My favourite was the cornbread which was light and sweet. Yum!

And I returned to pick up a salad for dinner, but ended up buying the salad, fruit, two bottles of alcohol, a calico bag (it is not like I need another - but I wanted something to remember Whole Foods by) a baby gift and a brooch. And stocked up on cutlery as Fawlty Towers doesn't have any. My wine is from Victoria and I found some alcoholic ginger beer!
My salad box - £7.99 for a medium box, quite expensive - was filled with around 10 different salads including purple sweet potato, edamame amd mango, tomato and mozzarella, and Moroccan carrot. Really tasty and interesting combinations. There isn't much dressing on the salads, so the produce does the hard work of making the flavours.
It is really tasty and makes me feel a little less guilty about the other food I have eaten!

I wandered around the market for a little while - but it is so big and my bags were heavy, so I didn't stop to look at everything. But here is a little of what I saw:

The cheese room.
The florist.
Massive meringues at the bakery.
One of the salad bars.
The staff were quite helpful and the twitter team have been fun, tweeting back at me after my meal instagrams. I was excited to see a few Australian products stocked - including my favourite shampoo brand Alchemy, as well as a range of wines.

View the Whole Foods Market website. The UK Whole Foods Market stores are here.

Australia needs a Whole Foods Market now! ;)

17 July 2012

Travel tales: Laundromat, shopping with Maggie Alderson, We Will Rock You.

It was a bit of a rest day today. I spent part of the morning at the laundromat and overheard a man tell his wife: "we have no skills to operate the coin washing machines". Sheesh. I hope he does not drive a car!

While at the laundromat I chatted to an Australian couple, read the weekend newspaper supplement and wrote a postcard.

Feeling pretty sore (I think I've reacted to the mattress underlay which is plastic or latex) I had a mid morning lie down and read Tattler (England has good magazines if you can sift through the tabloids - Lionheart was another I read during lunch today) and then dressed up to go to the Victoria and Albert Museum.

Today has been the coldest London day I've experienced. Because of my sore skin, I am feeling it more. I even put my merino jumper under my top, and stopped at a big train station to buy a scarf and a pair of socks! I've noticed the locals clutch at whatever summer they can - wearing sleeveless tops, floaty dresses, short shorts and thongs even when it is a very cool and rainy day.

Before the museum I had lunch at a beautiful Italian deli in South Kensington, called Bella Italia. It did baguettes, quiches, lasagna and salads. I chose a plate of half paella and the other half an amazing salad of rocket, pesto, cherry tomato and grilled prosciutto wrapped soft cheese, similar to camenbert. It was all salty , creamy and peppery goodness - best when eaten as mouthfuls. I also had a hot chocolate which was thick and bitter - yum! The deli was small yet bustling, filled with Italian ladies lunching.

I met Maggie Alderson, fashion journalist and author, at the Victoria and Albert. We have become friends on Twitter - she and I both believe it's such a great way to make friends and business contacts. I've been reading Maggie's columns for years and years - in the Good Weekend and now the M Magazine in the Sunday Age, and her blog and I consider her one of my journalism idols. It was so flattering to hear it from her that she reads my blog! For all those years I've had an insight into her life through her colums and now she has an insight into mine.

We viewed the Ballgowns exhibition - filled with gowns from the 1800s until present day. Most of them were stunning, some were a little weird, but that's the beauty of fashion, isn't it?

I admired Maggie's fashion knowledge and loved it when she pointed out a dress worn by Princess Diana and told me the story of when she saw Diana at an event wearing that dress. Wow!

We went to have afternoon tea in the magnificent cafe - complete with stained glass windows, modern lighting and a harpist. It was lovely to sit and chat in person and in more than 140 characters! She is so nice, and very smart.

On our way out we went to the gift shop which was fantastic - and you know my measure of a great museum! I got a hair clip that features an orchid set in resin (I will have it made into a necklace). It's stunning - turquoise, purple and specks of pink.
We then took the bus to Selfridges. On our way through the wet streets, I couldn't help tell Maggie that I'd read her columns for so long and always dreamed of shopping with her as I know how passionate she is about fashion and shopping. And today this dream came true! Oh what fun!
We had a quick browse through Selfridges, admiring the shoes and contemporary clothes. There were some fabulous designs and perhaps I will treat myself from there before I go to New York.

And then it was time to say goodbye to Maggie, but not before a photo.

After our meet I caught the bus to somewhere and then realised it was going in the wrong direction, and so caught another bus back to Tottenham Court Road where I saw We Will Rock You (when I thought I was booked in to see Rock of Ages - the cashier's mistake).
I am glad the mistake was made - I did enjoy the musical for most parts. It has been written by Queen and Ben Elton and has been playing for 10 years - though I think it has had an update given the many current pop culture and social media references. It was set in the future - on the iPlanet, with the recurring mention of "internet gaga" where music was forbidden. It was a comment on the rise of manufactured music and the death of rock and roll. It also reflected on the clones who follow the manufactured music. Really clever stuff by the writers. There were original Queen songs as well as lyrically adapted ones to fit the theme. There were some very strong voices singing - especially Brenda Edwards who played Killer Queen - and I'd be interested to hear some of the cast members' solo work aside from the musical.

To be honest I thought it was long and did drag on a bit. I sort of lost track of the plot as it went on a tangent. While a voiceover announced the musicians before the show, and musicians were hidden in the wings, they weren't shown until toward the end, and that was on screen and on stage very briefly. I think the length of the show and the lack of visually live music was the show's downfall. It would have especially been good to see the trademark Queen guitar solos. I thought the second half of the show fell flat, especially during the plot/dialogue, but was redeemed when the better known Queen songs were featured. The plot but the music and singing was top quality. Bohemian Rhapsody was my highlight. While it wasn't the musical I'd hoped to see, it was fun.

Tomorrow I want to see Abbey Road and the British Rock Museum at the O2 but I might go to Kensington Palace which is closer to my hotel and do the musical stuff on Wednesday. So many options! By the way, my hotel room has been changed and it's gigantic compared to the previous one! I can now walk around and open my suitcase.

16 July 2012

Meeting Jack - a little boy with the same form of Ichthyosis as me, being a positivity cyclist.

Today was a very important day of my trip, and perhaps of my life. I met little Jack Oldacres and his parents Julie and Danny. We have been chatting on Facebook since Jack was a baby, and today they made their way to London to meet me. It was such a lovely day - I truly think we have formed a wonderful friendship.
Jack, almost four, also has Netherton's Syndrome, the rare form of ichthyosis I have (I was diagnosed with ichthyosis form erythroderma at birth and Netherton's aged 10). In the UK there are only 16 people with the condition, less in Australia. There are some physical (genetic) similarities between Jack and I - he too is small for his age as I was, we have similar bone structure and facial features, red scaly skin (though his arms and legs seem less red - but no less painful - than mine) - and brittle hair. I didn't want to stare but I couldn't help noticing Jack's skin and its similarities to mine. The scales, the redness, the fineness - almost transparentness of it. It was like looking into the mirror at a much younger, blonder version of me.
Until today I had only met one other person with ichthyosis - Jeff in Queensland, in 2007 - but Jeff has a different form of the condition to what Jack and I do. I kept saying to Jack, "we are like twins!" It was a good opportunity for me to share my medical and social experiences with Jack's parents, and articulate the pain that we feel - for it is hard for a little boy to do so. I was also able to reassure them that Jack will be just fine when he grows up. When asked what he wants to be when he grows up, Jack said a footballer. His Mum said he will be working and drinking beer when he is an adult, they don't expect any less of him. I love the positive attitude and values Julie and Danny have - they are really teaching Jack that he is important and can make a difference to others - which he is doing, just by smiling that gorgeous grin.
I also commend Julie and Danny for instilling self belief in Jack and for being so positive with society's reactions and in their own expectations of Jack. They are very similar to my parents, who never stopped me from reaching for the stars. I think it is important for parents of children (and adults) with illnesses and disabilities to be positive and set good examples of positivity and strong work ethic for the children, and believe that their children will have "normal" lives, so they grow up knowing they will be valued members of society. Great work Julie and Danny!

Jack and his parents do amazing work raising both awareness about the condiition and money for Netherton's Syndrome research. Jack's parents had cards made with information about Netherton's Syndrome so that when people stare and ask questions, they can easily be informed. Today a number of people stopped to ask questions or rudely stare and comment, and Julie and Danny handed out cards. Jack was so cute in posting his card through the money slot in the taxi cab. In Jack's short life, Julie and Danny have worked with the community and the media to raise over £16,000 which goes directly to the research laboratories to help people like Jack and I Improve and cope with the medical side of Netherton's Syndrome. A bloody awesome effort, especially considering they both have jobs and the challenges of caring for Jack. You can read all about their work raising awareness and funds and Jack's story here.
Lately I have been learning about and discussing the "negative/positive feedback cycle" in relation to people with facial disfigurememts and visible differences (and also disabilities). James Partridge, CEO of Changing Faces sat down to chat with me during the week about this, and I have also discussed it with the Centre for Appearance Research. The negative cycle, explained simply, is the expectant behaviour of people who look different. Because of previous bad experiences - stares, nasty comments and abusive behaviour, people often anticipate their next encounter with someone will also be negative. And so, often before any interaction has taken place, the person who looks different assumes the worst, sometimes putting out negative vibes. This may be in the forms of not making eye contact, not speaking clearly and not smiling or just being rude. And so the person they are about to interact with assumes negativity, and in turn, reacts negatively. So the negative cycle continues.

A positive feedback cycle, however, is the opposite. Person with visible difference assumes the best intentions of society, sends out positive vibes by smiling, interacting willingly and positively and making eye contact and conversation. Society sees the positivity in that person with a visible difference, and their perception of that person is altered - they still may be curious about their looks, but also see the positivity and willingness to interact. And so positive cycle continues.

I think I am a positivity cyclist. Hell, it is the only cycling I do! But life is so much easier when I react positively to people. By simply making conversation, being cheerful and talking to people about my appearance, I receive a better reaction than when I have shut off. I also think Jack Oldacres is a positivity cyclist too. So are his parents. Danny told me that when people stare and point at Jack, he waves to them and smiles, and says those starers are his friends. How beautiful - there is a lesson in that for all of us.
Jack's personality is huge, and he is intelligent and a good conversationalist. He charms everyone with his smile and outgoing nature. At his hotel he had made friends with another little boy, and charmed the waiters by taking their photos. I see a lot of me in him, and not just in our looks - he is willing to have a chat, meet new people and have fun. He is also a pocket rocket - with so much energy - again, a trait we share. I think, again like me, he likes the limelight, in a good way, and is often oblivious to the stares. Julie and Danny noticed the stares so much more than Jack and I did.

Today we walked so far through Covent Garden, Leicester Square, Piccadilly Circus and Oxford Street (where we went to an enormous toy shop) and saw lots of performance artists. This one was my favourite.
The golden man was sitting on air! A group of kids stopped to stare, point and comment at me, and I smiled at them, amd encouraged them to look at the gold man as he was far more interesting to look at!

I had a fantastic day and feel richer having met Jack, Julie and Danny. I am quite reluctant to participate heavily in ichthyosis support groups due to the negativity and competition I have experienced. I am so glad I met the Oldacres family - they said to me a religious worker at the hospital told them it is often very special people who are given a gift of a child with a disability, as God - whoever he/she is - knows they can cope. And from meeting Julie and Danny today, and reflecting on my own parents and the brilliant job they did with me (with such limited support when they were brand new to Australia), I wholeheartedly agree.

Jack is beautiful, strong, friendly and outgoing, smart, funny and determined. I came away from today's meeting feeling so fulfilled. I know that we have helped each other. I also felt emotional too - there was so much empathy shared, and I knew I didn't have to prove myself. Julie and Danny were so proud to tell people that today's meeting was a once in a lifetime experience between two people with very rare skin conditions. It felt like family.

15 July 2012

Travel tales: Fawlty Towers, The London Eye.

Never - or rarely - believe hotel descriptions on the internt. Even when you have a second pair of eyes. Just like an online dating profile hides the fact your potential lover is socially inept, a hotel website does not reveal that the toilet seat may fall off when you are seated on it, or that the airconditioning switch is one metre above your height, or that your room will be so small you can barely open your suitcase. Or that NONE of the services stated in the description are available - no laundry, no airport shuttle, no fridge, no good service. Anyway, to compensate for it all I have been given free internet for my week long stay (pity my room isn't appealing enough to want to stay around to use it!) and there may be an upgrade to a bigger room tomorrow. Fingers crossed. It is Fawlty Towers here.

Anyway, there is a pub across the road with free wifi and fish pies. And a much needed cider to get over the luxury that is my hotel room. Trust me, when you tell the hotel,manager that you spent $900 AU on accommodation, they act quicker than if you say you spent £570.
And the Tube is nearby too. And my new friend Michelle is staying at a place just down the road. Turns out we were on the same train, in the same carriage this eveningnas we headed off to meet each other! We went to South Bank where we had drinks and dinner and went on the London Eye.

As we walked along South Bank, we kept on saying to each other that we cannot believe we are here in London! The city was so alive! We ate at the world food market - it had an array of cheeses, hog roasts, food from many cultures, and lots of drinks. Michelle and I had a sangria amd a cider. We also both had these yummy cheeseburgers - made from locally grown beef.
Better than a Maccas cheeseburger! For dessert I had a piece of gooseberry and elderflower tart which was custardy and sour. So yummy! We met some Australians who were on a tour too.

We walked along the banks of the Thames - Michelle had a crush on Big Ben.
And then we went on the London Eye!
Before the Eye we had the 4D experience - an amazing short film filled with beautiful shots of London from the Eye, birds flying before us and actual bubbles and smells. It was so much fun! We wanted to do it again!

We queued for the Eye for around 10 minutes. Behind us was a couple who were joined at the lips. Seriously - wet, sloppy, noisy pashing. And some dry humping. The whole time. We decided we would let them go ahead of us so they could make out in another Eye capsule. Thank god, because we saw them ahead of us, up in the air, still making out.

Anyhow, here are some photos of our experience. The Eye is a half hour ride in a capsule, viewing the city. There are some smart tablets to get information about the sites. We were hurried into the capsule, worried we would be shuffled off the platform and into the sea.

It was a beautiful, breathtaking experience and we were glad we saw it at sunset. To be honest I was tired and so I did not take as much note of all the sites, merely sitting back and enjoying the view.

On the way to the Tube, again a long walk, there was some poetry in the subway. I love how you can just experience culture here, inadvertandly. I was so engrossed in reading the poem alond the wall that I took a wrong turn! Anyway, that is the beauty of having an overseas adventure - finding things along the way!

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