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Best of London in Five Days
London is…
The lady in a niqab in the metro.
Those cheese and veggie cups in Portobello whose names I don’t know.
Walking in the rain and not even caring that my feet were freezing.
The whirl of turquoise, saffron yellow and white in Hyde Park as the Sikhs gathered to commemorate the 1984 massacre of Indian Sikhs. Writing notes like a fiend in the National Museum as if I were about to publish a thesis.
Laughing nervously when I did not understand the Japanese waitress at the restaurant.
Break dancers in Piccadilly Circus. The guard at 10 Downing Street who bit into his strap of his hat as he spoke and nearly strangled himself.
Listening to a free concert in front of Covent Garden.
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Day One
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Westminster Abbey
Behind us stood a small village of Italian people. Several grey-haired grandparents, ladies with eye-catching glasses and a few children, one them a baby in a stroller. The men stood by, stodgy with their wine-greased bellies ripping through their skirts, silent as bricks. The women did all the talking and they did talk all at once because what is the need of taking turns? My family talks like that but it’s funnier to hear it done in a foreign tongue.
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The Rolling Eye
Whenever I think of Big Ben I think of World War II and Virginia Woolf. The story goes that when the Nazi Luftwaffe bombed London, the clock kept chiming regularly.
In Mrs. Dalloway Big Ben is ubiquitous. It seems ominous in this novel because all the characters are people living on borrowed time, most of all the veteran Septimus whose dead friend stalks him day and night. But in real life, Big Ben looks more like a fancy Swiss watch than Septimus’ death knoll. |
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Day Two
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The Tower and Bridge
London Tower is a fairy tale bridge. It looks like something you might eat at a kid’s birthday party. Built in the 1880s, this bridge is now a symbol of the city, ubiquitous in cinematic establishing shots. It is London’s “How do you do?” to the Empire State Building’s “What's up?”...
Skirts blowing up and trousers flapping in the wind, we all stared doe-eyed at the azure panorama across the Thames River. It's definitely worth the 311 steps up! |
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The Natural Sciences Museum
You can go inside and see fossils in the Natural Sciences Museum or just linger here on the grass, staring up at the variegated façade. Or, just stare at the people. It’s a great place to watch life as it happens. Parents and children. Lovers and their books in hand, as if they would actually read!
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St. Pancras
As the architect Louis Khan once said, “Even a Brick wants to be something!” London is filled with beautiful excellent resilient architecture that has defied the ages. I loved walking around the city, looking up at its towers and museums. Have you ever seen a more opulent train station? Pancras Station will serve your travel needs and moonlight as an arts venue. |
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The British
Museum
The British Museum houses a bountiful lot of Greek artifacts including the Nereid tomb (below). It was the first example of a tomb-temple ever found. Dedicated to the water god Nerus, the building served as a resting place and whorship ground.
The Museum also owns numerous pieces from the Greek Parthenon. A Lord Elgin took the pieces to Britain, for safety reasons, he said, when the Turks were bombing Athens. The British government bought the precious stones in 1799. |
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Day Three
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Portobello Market
The Market is a feast for the eyes! You can buy anything here. I wouldn’t be surprised if someone had a license to sell dogs, or Britain’s third favorite pet, rabbits. Portobello has the friendly atmosphere of a place where you could come to get to know the vendors. |
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Here you can also buy china and vintage silverware for your old aunt who still thinks gold and silver are the best monetary currencies.
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Souvenirs
When I travel, I like to buy portable memories, objects that remind me of a certain moment of the trip, especially if I’ll use them every day. These little red London buses are the best souvenirs. I remember riding them all around the city. |
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Day Four
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Hyde Park
Old couples gaily sauntered through the reeds and kids swung from the trees. It was lovely to be together and not overwhelm each other with words.
It was delightful to be in a space where people were living for living’s sake; we were not trying to get anywhere.
It was so beautiful that even though it started to rain, I walked in my cheap sandals under the drizzle. My blue umbrella knocked against my head as I bent to smell (and photograph) the fragrant flowers.
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Getting Schooled
There is a traveler who goes to another country armed with distrust and pepper spray. He is sure these people, his hosts, are waiting on the other side of customs to fleece him of all his belongings and dignity. So he takes friendliness as connivance, and invitation as entrapment. He spends all his time with people like himself, fearful travelers who’ve come abroad so they can say they saw a replica of the Trojan Horse in Greece. I like to do it differently. |
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A town is not just its best eatery, but it is also the people who live there. It is, in my opinion, always worthwhile to listen to the people’s stories, to come away from a country with a sense of people as well as a sense of place.
Great Britain is increasingly multi-ethnic. Here thousands of Sikhs marched in remembrance of the 1984 anti-Sikh massacre in Northern India. According to The New Yorker 586,000 people immigrated between 2009 and 2011. In some areas, as in the western Midlands, apparently the most popular name for baby boys is Mohammed, ahead of the perennial Jack. |
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Day Five
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Bookstores
I love all the new technological gadgets for bookworms like the iPad. Yet, it remains my pleasure, my glee, to visit the old fashioned ink-on-paper bookstore. What makes reading and consequently bookstores magical is that you may find something that breaks open your heart and expands it. You may find a mind just like yours who understands you perfectly though it lived 3,000 years ago. Or a mind greater than yours who blows yours up and forces you to reconsider, rediscover, what you had been convinced you knew. Discovery!
It is the same thrill I imagine the geographical explorer feels. Discovery is second only to Creation. |
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You can shift through thousands of books at the Saturday Portebello Market in Notting Hill for vintage treasures.
If you haven't got a Saturday in London but you still want the oldies, get thee to Leceister Square’s Any Amount of Books. At Henry Pordes Books I bought The Golden Notebook by Doris Lessing, a book about women and the way the world views them that is still relevant today. Daunt Books is the best looking of the lot. It is spacious and has enough corners for the reader to pause and just start reading if she cannot wait to get home. They also boast a great collection of travel books. |
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Eat everyday
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Gloucester & Paul
In Paul, some of patrons spill out to the outdoor tables.
There is no music but for the medley of voices.
Many of the patrons are French. Some look like locals; others are French from France who’ve come here for a taste of home. |
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Sweet Leto on Oxford Street
... had just the most mouthwatering treats. If you’re on your feet and running low on sugar, this is the place to go. Hidden away like the mythical Leto on Warbour Street, two blocks off Oxford Street, it is so inconspicuous it’s easy to miss. Ask a local, if you must. |
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Pub Crawl
Maybe the only Europeans who love beer more than the Brits are the Germans, especially those from Munich, the host of the revered or reviled – depending on your disposition – annual Oktoberfest. Once you’ve got quality beer between your fingers, you can start to make some interesting pairings. {I’m still talking about beer but I guess that goes for people too!}
This brew is not just for chips and fish. Beer is also a winner with desserts.
The caramel, coffee and chocolate notes of a porter, like Pitfield’s Organic 1850 London Porter, is magic with dishes like tiramisu and dark chocolate gateau. Fruit beers like Früli, a more obvious choice perhaps, work with Black Forest gateau, while a Kentucky Bourbon Barrel Ale that I tried recently would definitely hit the spot with vanilla and cherry cheesecake. - Guardian Food |
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If you always go to bed early you will never see the Northern star
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Principles of the Ambitious Traveler
Make a daily itinerary but make it loose enough so you can change it on the go.
Forget that you are a foreigner than to see everything at a breathless pace and forget it all by the time you hand your ticket to the flight attendant.
A place is nothing but empty space without those who live there.
Get to know people, whether they are passing through or have lived in the city their entire lives.
Every one is an immense resource with knowledge and experience that will enrich your journey and who knows maybe your life! |
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London Cheap Sheet
Easyhotel. When I first heard of EasyHotel, I thought it was a joke. The rooms are boxes without windows. The biggest room is 12×14 feet and FRODOR’S GUIDEBOOK warns: “not recommended for claustrophobics.” But for at 17 pounds per person per night this hotel is excellent.
London Oyster. Depending on where you are going and time of day, a metro pass can cost up to 15 pounds but with the Oyster card it cost 2.70 per ride. Great explanation here. If you are not in a hurry it’s best to get the Oyster card at the airport and get on the train for 4.80 pounds. The other option is the Heathrow Express which will set you back 23 pounds or 36 dollars.
London Pass. Go to the booth and look at the brochure. It lists the prices of most of the top attractions. Do the math. If what you’d pay for your choices will be more than what the card costs, get the card. In most cases it will be cheaper to buy the pass, unless you’re not on the tourist track.
London Discounts. When you get the London Pass make sure you get a booklet of discounts at the booth. This book tells you the places that will give you a discount for buying the London Pass. For example, the excellent Cafe Pasta in Covent Garden. |
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