I Cried While Writing This. Long Live London

Coming to Stratford was like a breath of fresh air. I really do enjoy the peace and quiet of a small town; although I loved being in London being able to sleep and not be awoken by the police sirens every night and morning was quite nice. Plus being away from the Royal National was …

The Victoria and Albert Museum

At the Victoria and Albert Museum I came across this beautiful piano in the Victorian era rooms that to me resembles something Gene Wilder may have played to unlock the doors into his chocolate factory. To relate this piano to Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory, specifically the 1971 film musical, the colors on the …

Westminster Abbey: Rich in Life, Rich in Death

Inside Westminster Abbey it was interesting to notice who was the most important of these famous legends and who was buried there out of not pity, but let’s say, sympathetic respect. You can tell the names in the large room are the most important of the B list historical figures, the names that had their …

I Just Don’t Really Care to Praise These Royal Abusers, Maybe That’s Just Me

Hampton Court Palace was a maze. Each certain area designated to a certain royal was like its own little cocoon within the palace walls. I spent a lot of my time in William the III’s royal chambers and what struck me the most was the beautiful mural Verrio painted across the staircases walls and ceiling …

A Girl Just Needs To Touch Some Grass

Going to Bath was the escape I needed. I am a simple southern girl that needs some grass, water, and fruit and I’ll have the best day ever, so entering this beautiful town outside of London was so calming for me. The train ride over seeing all the suburbs and then entering the countryside with …

A Woman’s Rage: Art and Theatre

In the Tate Modern Museum what I found most impactful was the Guerilla Girls section. The Guerilla Girls are an anonymous group of women artists who combat sexism and racism within the art world. These women’s murals were tugging at my heart strings immensely. Most of the art pieces were text style posters that were …

I think I am too sensitive for London; my little heart goes pitter patter; The British want your liver on a platter.

The Tower of London was quite beautiful, but it gave me a very strange feeling. I consider myself a woman with semi strict values and walking into a torture chamber and prison area felt odd. It gave me the same feeling after I left the 9/11 museum in New York. Emotionally confused. The most jarring …