Here I am, writing this blog post from the comfort of my bed. And lemme tell you, I just took the best nap, maybe of my entire life. Anyone who knows me knows that I don’t nap, but when you’re a severely jet lagged American like me, you gotta do what you gotta do. Now that’s off my chest, allow me to tell you how the first 3 days of my London experience has been.
Tubin’
Taking the tube is actually not a new experience for me. I visited London back in the good ol’ days of 2016 but I was a little too young to really appreciate anything. My time was mostly spent glued to “Pokemon Go” with my quest of catching the Europe specific Pokemon being my main priority. The tube has been quite an easy experience so far. I only (almost) got lost once but my fellow colleague shouted my name and to put me back on track. No pun intended. As far as knowing how to get from place o place, I still have some learning to do. I’ve been fairly good at following the leader but here in the next few days, I know that I’m going to have to start doing things on my own. The tube system seems fairly simple and like our group leader Shawn said, “we’ll be masters at this when it’s all said and done.” (Irish 2) At least I think he said that.
The History
Wow. Is London littered with history or what. You can’t go anywhere without seeing a building that’s at least older than the United States of America. I’ve been super infatuated with all of the timeless architecture at my disposal. I love the way that the government here makes an effort to preserve all of the history here. It makes you feel like you’re stepping through different dimensions. One direction might be a skyscraper you’d see in New York City, and the other direction, you might see a cathedral that is centuries old. We visited St. Paul’s cathedral and we made the hike all the way to the top to get the best view of London anyone could really ask for. I noticed that someone had carved their initials into the metal rails and when I saw the supposed date of the carving, I was in awe. the carving read “E & T, 1751.” I thought to myself, no way these rails haven’t been touched in at least 272 years. But sure enough.
Theatre in London U of A 