A weekend in London is only enough to graze the tip of what that city has to offer. It was actually strange to be in an English-speaking nation, though. I was actually shy to speak with people because I'm so used to having difficulty with communication. Oh geez.
Avenue Q is a theater experience unlike any other. Puppets portray all the trials and tribulations of real life. I knew the music, but not the story. It's about a recent college grad (with a BA in English) who is looking for his purpose. The backup characters are also going through personal struggles of their own. It was presented really well and I couldn't stop 
laughing...and I could relate with so much throughout the production! As a plus, the actor who played/operated Nicky/Trekkie Monster/Blue Bad Idea Bear was absolutely gorgeous! Ha.
20 of us boarded the same flight to London and some even continued on the same bus. 
Linda, Clint and I were the only ones in our hostel, so we boarded the underground at Baker Street (elementary, my dear Watson) and soon arrived at our hostel. Let me tell you--this place was the epitome of places where a poor college student would stay. It was loud and gross and the shower was placed awkwardly in the same room as the beds. I thought it was pretty funny, personally. Linda had a sleep sheet and Clint slept in like 5 layers of clothing, including his hoodie. I just had my PJs and I was pretty content. We didn't have any roommates the first night, but I still only got 2 hours of sleep. We had a share session, (hey...let's abuse eachother and then tell each other why we are friends). I learned that I should go back to my natural hair color, I listen to angry music too loudly in my headphones, and I need to be more confindant because I'm a cool person. Yay, world.
Linda, Clint and I were the only ones in our hostel, so we boarded the underground at Baker Street (elementary, my dear Watson) and soon arrived at our hostel. Let me tell you--this place was the epitome of places where a poor college student would stay. It was loud and gross and the shower was placed awkwardly in the same room as the beds. I thought it was pretty funny, personally. Linda had a sleep sheet and Clint slept in like 5 layers of clothing, including his hoodie. I just had my PJs and I was pretty content. We didn't have any roommates the first night, but I still only got 2 hours of sleep. We had a share session, (hey...let's abuse eachother and then tell each other why we are friends). I learned that I should go back to my natural hair color, I listen to angry music too loudly in my headphones, and I need to be more confindant because I'm a cool person. Yay, world.Linda and I were on our own for the entire weekend. I don't want to be mean or negative, but she and I are not very compatable travel buddies. I wanted to see and do everything I could...and not shop, and she wanted to shop and she hates museums and gets tired easily. But I don't want to dwell on that, and I don't want to think about regrets. We saw the changing of the guard at Buckingham Palace. Linda did the majority of her 
Christmas shopping in a little shop nearby before the guards changed. After that, we went on the Westminster Walk, starting at Big Ben and Westminster Abby and heading toward the National Gallery. It was a nice walk, in my opinion. As we coninued, I realized that we were really close to Leicester Square and Covent Garden and the the Noel Coward Theater, where Avenue Q would be playing later that night. We just kept walking, although we did stop for lunch at a Subway sometime in there...haha.
Christmas shopping in a little shop nearby before the guards changed. After that, we went on the Westminster Walk, starting at Big Ben and Westminster Abby and heading toward the National Gallery. It was a nice walk, in my opinion. As we coninued, I realized that we were really close to Leicester Square and Covent Garden and the the Noel Coward Theater, where Avenue Q would be playing later that night. We just kept walking, although we did stop for lunch at a Subway sometime in there...haha.It is difficult to name and comment on everything we saw that day. I felt as though I was being pushy and we were both really tired, so we strolled around the theater and looked at all these odd little shops where they sell everything from foreign currency and stamps to old, out of print novels. We visited a nice market in Covent Garden and browsed an honest to god tea store. I really enjoyed the low stress and chillness about it, but I could not wait until 5:30, when Avenue Q would finally begin!!!
Avenue Q is a theater experience unlike any other. Puppets portray all the trials and tribulations of real life. I knew the music, but not the story. It's about a recent college grad (with a BA in English) who is looking for his purpose. The backup characters are also going through personal struggles of their own. It was presented really well and I couldn't stop 
laughing...and I could relate with so much throughout the production! As a plus, the actor who played/operated Nicky/Trekkie Monster/Blue Bad Idea Bear was absolutely gorgeous! Ha.We ate dinner at Pizza Hut (just taking full advantage of the Americanness...ugh) and headed back to the hostel.
The next day, we got a late start and ended up at Tower Hill, near the London Tower and Tower Bridge. Been there, done that...but I was looking forward to a nice walk along the Thames. We did walk along the Thames and it was very nice, though windy. We visited the Clink Museum on our way to St. Paul's and the Tate Modern Museum (I was totally dictating this whole ordeal). I had wanted to attend Evensong at St. Paul's but it did not appear to be free and there was a carnival all around, and I wanted to play with the games.
I was much more excited to visit the Tate Modern Art M
useum, though! It was my first famous modern art experience, and it was astounding! I saw Jackson Pollock, Picasso and Monet (Mo' Money, Mo' Lillies) and I even spotted a Klimt piece from about a mile away (see what Austria's done to me???). There were also galleries dedicated to film and photography. Of course, there was a lot of abstract and surreal art. I could have stayed there for hours, but I could tell that Linda hated every minute of it (and she said so later...grrr).
useum, though! It was my first famous modern art experience, and it was astounding! I saw Jackson Pollock, Picasso and Monet (Mo' Money, Mo' Lillies) and I even spotted a Klimt piece from about a mile away (see what Austria's done to me???). There were also galleries dedicated to film and photography. Of course, there was a lot of abstract and surreal art. I could have stayed there for hours, but I could tell that Linda hated every minute of it (and she said so later...grrr).The day had seemed disappointing and it ended so, as well. It's a long story, but in short, Linda's wallet was stolen. The moral of the story is that I need to return to London and go with a bigger group of people with more options and more in common with me.
I sound overly displeased, but I'm not. I am trying not to have any regrets...but the one I do have is not saying the second day--"Hey, Clint...could I join you guys today?"
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