thinking back

A few striking quotations about the greatest city on this football.

There are two places in the world where men can most effectively disappear—the city of London and the South Seas.  (Herman Melville)

This melancholy London—I sometimes imagine that the souls of the lost are compelled to walk through its streets perpetually. One feels them passing like a whiff of air. (William Butler Yeats)

Every city has a sex and an age which have nothing to do with demography. Rome is feminine. So is Odessa. London is a teenager, an urchin, and, in this, hasn't changed since the time of Dickens.  (John Berger)

Why, if one wants to compare life to anything, one must liken it to being blown through the Tube at fifty miles an hour- landing at the other end without a single hairpin in one’s hair! Shot out at the feet of God entirely naked! […] Yes, that seems to express the rapidity of life, the perpetual waste and repair; all so casual, all so haphazard. (Virginia Woolf)

I am at the heart of life. (Jinny in The Waves, Virginia Woolf)

What do you think about these utterances? Do you agree?

adrenaline

OH. MY. GOD. I have just clicked the 'Send' buttons of various application emails to different music magazines in London, feeling like a bundle of nerves right now and seeing grammar/ vocabulary mistakes in every sentence. I'm gonna turn neurotic/ paranoid/ seriously sick unless someone answers quickly and positively...

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"When a man is tired of London, he is tired of life; 

for there is in London all that life can afford."

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Samuel Johnson

where life always takes place

You could pick whatever place on this planet, if you need to pick one you'd never get tired of. People say that I say I wouldn't get tired of London because I don't have to live my life there on the regular, but I think they are wrong. That city starts a happy- making- process somewhere inside, and no, I'm not exaggerating and not being poetic. If you can walk down streets for hours and hours, and feel better with every step, if you're smiling like an idiot while walking- what other proof could you need? Golden roof tops, the wind at the river, all the things that you know are hidden somewhere in the core of the city- people, places, events- there' s all there what I need be happy.

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A few shots I missed to upload.

Last Londonesque

That was a sad day. I was so upset I had to leave, I didn't talk a lot, and we couldn't do anything interesting, either, because we had to be off to the airport at about 1pm. Everyone of the girls except me wanted to have a full English breakfast before we left, so we went into sort of little pub where they offered it for 6 pounds. Glad I didn't order, because it was already cold and not really tasty, as the others said. Here are the pictures of the last day.

Clearing the rooms.

On the way to the bus stop of the National Express bus service. The mailbox where several postcards of mine disappeared. My family didn't get it, my grandma did and my cousin is still waiting.

Please DON'T order anything here. The breakfast wasn't the big prize, honestly, but I was too miserable to take a pic.

Mine is the black one in the foreground. The fancy one got all the attention, it was huge.

Time to say Goodbye.

That was taken in the bus already. Lovely landscapes and lots of sheep all the way long.

We had Wi-Fi IN the bus. How did they do it?

At the airport.

Killing time before the flight. One of the girls really put all that sugar into her coffee. Bet it was really 'tasty'.

Still waiting. London Stansted.

I MISS IT AND I'M TRYING HARD FOR MY COMEBACK THERE. LOVELY LONDON.

Londonesque day #5

On this last day we would completey spend in London it was the most reasonable thing to just spend it on inhaling the city air and wander around to see the town from all possible angles.

Therefore this post is more about photographs than about what I have to say about it. 

Places I went to: 

Pete Dohertys (former?) house in Whitechapel, Covent Garden, Trafalgar Square, Southbank. I basically crossed the whole inner part of the city on feet, which wasn't more exhausting than exciting. Look at what I saw and captured!

A street in Whitechapel, East London

Collingwood House, where Petey live(d?)

I couldn't resist checking out the inner side of the house, and the middle door of the second row is (was?) his!

No, I'm not a stalker. His flat door, a close-up. :D

<3

Still Whitechapel.

Covent Garden

On my way down to Trafalgar Square.

Trafalgar Square, National Gallery

Love Londons' fauna.

It was getting late.

Looks so vivid.

View from the Bridge near ... was it Waterloo?

Southbank.

One of my best shots.

Millenium Bridge.

Our group later that evening in a pub.

In my opinion, these were some of the best photos I've EVER made.

Londonesque day #4

People we met on the 4th day: Guy Ritchie, Duffy and Eddie Marsan. How come? In the evening, we were wandering down Leicester Square and noticed a lot of security guys around the cinema entrance. Asked them what was up, and they said: Sherlock Holmes premiere! They told us that at least Guy, who was directing the film was still inside and planned to leave from the backside door. That's where we went and waited. One of us was really disappointed we missed Jude Law, because she's his greatest fan, as far as I can tell. To be honest: I don't like Duffy, I don't think much about Guy Ritchie and I didn't know Eddie Marsan, but it was funny to meet the celebrities (I've never met anyone that famous before). 

The other highlight was my visit at the Endeavor House where the redaction of Kerrang! magazine is located; I planned to apply for work experience there among other institutions, and the guy at the reception was really friendly and asked me where I'm from, and was really enthusiastic about my plans, so he gave me the phone number of the head of the Kerrang! team or something, so now I an prepare a call and... yeah, we'll see:)

TO BE CONTINUED

Where each day starts- the underground!

Even the begging people in this city are creative- at least the ones that live here wouldn't dress their dogs up as reindeers...

An almost empty Piccadilly Circus

Some things in this town are so surreal...

Well, you have to be  brave enough to stop on the middle of the street to take a photo while the traffic light is actually red... What? Me, crazy? Never.

An almost full Piccadilly Circus later that day.

The remains of my only meal that week- thai noodles!

On my way to the Kerrang! guys, Tottenham Court Road.

Amazing, amazing or AMAAAAZING???!?

As you see, the way there was real fun.

Leicester Square

The cinema where the premiere was!

Eddie Marsan

Duffy

Guy Ritchie signing the book of one of the girls

Happy Guy

Next to the Tower Bridge

One of my master shots!