Some magnificient skyline
October 14, 2009 § 2 Comments
I’m… killing time, between walking the dog and making dinner before knitting my head off, and then I remembered, I never did get around to posting a couple of photos I took in London.
With photography being my semi-hobby, I feel like I should be making a separate category for it. I irrationally feel like it would elevate its status to proper, full-fledged hobby, even if that never stood a chance of happening with crochet.
Speaking of dormant hobbies, I recently rediscovered oil paints, and I’ve been playing around with them for the last couple of days. And lo and behold, with a little patience, my painting’s coming around.
Patience: one of the many things knitting taught me whether I wanted to or not.
Anyways, London. I’ve uploaded a couple of my favorite impressions, and since that makes this post relatively picture-heavy and I don’t fancy scrolling myself to death every time I look through my blog (vanity, vanity), the rest is hidden under the cut.
In front of St Paul’s Cathedral – I took a lot of pictures of statues, to freak out Saskia (Don’t even blink!), but this is one of my favorites. It was a brilliant day, and I pretty much walked my feet off to take in as much of the city as possible, and also give the boys some space.
Next to St Paul’s.
The Piazza in Covent Garden. To be truthful, I don’t remember much of this square beside the fact that my feet were already so sore the cobblestones felt a bit like hot coals. Which is a shame, because Covent Garden is really, really cool.
A very small church sandwiched between two streets, right opposite King’s College.
Victoria and Albert Museum, outside. One day I’ll have to post a bunch of the pictures I took inside, esp. in the textile collection, but… some other day.
Christian and me posing in Camden Town, next to the Locks.
For some odd reason, this is my favorite picture of the whole trip. And believe me, there’s enough competition – I took over 1600 pictures, which makes an average of 160 a day, and that’s pretty freakin’ insane, if you ask me. This one feels like some kind of postcard, even if it’s crooked, and even if Christian has a hole in his t-shirt and I cut off half of Big Ben. But all these things add up to a certain sweetness, imho. So, yeah.
Off the caries-inducing sweetness to FINGERLESS GLOVES FOR A HUNDRED AND FIFTY POUNDS. At Harrod’s. The WTF persists.
View out of the British Museum.
Second favorite picture of the trip.
Also very high up on the favorites list. Reminds me of Mary Poppins and Peter Pan, for some reason.
LOOK AT THAT HOLY SHIT IT’S JOHN BARROWMAN and it’s a terribly unflattering picture, he looks ten years older than he is, but dude, that is without zoom, and also, OMG I MET JOHN BARROWMAN!!!
Playhouse Theatre, exterior view. Herman Melville, author of Moby Dick, lived right next to the stage door.
Playhouse Theatre, interior view, way before the show started. Just me, and tons and tons of plush. It’s such an old theatre, and the stage is kinda worn, but… I dunno, but in there, I got an idea of what they mean when they say the stage is the boards the world is made of.
And that was a very, VERY short summary of my trip. I’ll post some more, sometime, but now – dinner.