After a few days of playing Florence Nightingale in our capital city, I'll admit it, I'm knackered! Just to be clear I don't mean knackered due to looking after my brother post op (musn't upset the appendix missing sibling) more due to the 'living' in London for five days.
I think I became the Tazmanian Devil tornado-ing my way through a sea of people, silently losing my temper! No meandering just marching, whilst being swept up by a tsunami of commuters! (Oh and for those who are too young to remember Taz from Looney Tunes, click here!)
London is an amazing city with architecture old and new, you can take a photo and capture Tower Bridge and The Shard at once! (I wasn't that clever!) its skyline is truly breath taking.
The underground is an amazing system, one unfortunately, which I can't grasp! (Or don't want to) I was proud to have remembered the standing to the right rule to let the dashers dash past but if it hadn't have been for my well commuted brother, I'd still be stood on the Northern Line trying to figure out how to get to Hamsptead Heath!
Negotiating the tube meant that the naive non-city tourist me, inexperienced at enduring the heat eminating from all the bodies, felt queasy. Zombie-esque commuters seemingly hypnotised by the high speed chugging motion of the tube, some even sneaking in a pre-work doze despite the loud screeching echoing off the tunnel walls.. Once, we were lucky enough to get a seat, and were treated to the view of a fellow passengers backside as he stood in front of us hanging from the bar like an experienced monkey.
I tell you these people are skilled, I stood wiping my brow and clinging on for dear life, they stood, newspaper in one hand and coffee in the other whilst somehow maintaining balance. Dozers, readers, starers but no talking and definitely no eye contact, they have somewhere to be and they going to get there!
Before his op we managed to enjoy a tourist day and ventured up into the magnificent Tower Bridge, where standing on the glass floor is both stomach wrenching and exciting at the same time! The views of the River thames lined with architecture galore are well worth it from up there!
Amongst the city stampede, we found peace in the sunshine and sat by the River Thames with an ice-cream in hand and the Tower Bridge as our view. It was a special moment. A quiet few minutes to relax together eating ice-cream as we once did as children. (Deep I know!)
This very moment made me grateful for the slow paced life that I now lead, hats off to those skilled people who run this rat race every day.
A visit is one thing but personally my sanity couldn't take it!
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