London. Flashing past my eyes. There are SO MANY people here, throngs, crowds, many, many different languages, different modes of dress, different foods and and so much sound and light and colour. I am SO happy to be back in the big city. I feel invigorated by this huge collection of peoples.
Thank you so much to our first three wonderful guest writers. You did a great job holding the fort while I was out of range. There will be a few more guest writers before this adventure is over.
Yesterday I landed at London Heathrow airport after an uneventful flight in a half full plane where I was able to stretch out across three seats and sleep all the way to London, (that has not happened to me since the 90’s).
I took the tube into town and decided not to look at any of the signage and rely totally on Feet Memory to get me all the way from Heathrow out to Islington. And it worked perfectly. I have not been to London in ten years or so but my feet and hands remembered every turn, expected every staircase, made every train and it felt a little like coming home. I was totally at ease. No fear of failure this time.
Then I got caught up with people and shopping and mooching about – drinking good coffee, a few wines, popping up and down into the underground like an inquisitive mole towing my tiny wheelie bag behind me = sitting in cafes looking out the window – slowly lifting up out of my prairie bubble. Poor Camera House was left sulking in the bottom of my bag until later in the afternoon – forgotton as I traveled through the underground towards my old friends London home for the next few nights.
Today I am off out into the city again for some more gadding about. Camera House will have a prominent role to play today.
By tomorrow I am sure I will have more to show you and more to tell you about.
For now – look out the window of the cafes with me. Watch the people for a minute. It is almost meditative.
I will be back tomorrow to show you the real Day One of our London Outing.