Okay, so in an effort to record what I did during the times between my Dorset trip and my Roman trip I thought it easiest to summarise everything in a quick synopsis here. To start, the day after I returned from Dorset (Sunday 25 September 2005) I found myself just getting out and exploring London much by foot and trying to find round about ways to get home. This trek through this fair city did include walking to Madame Tousaud’s waiting in line for over 40 minutes and at the end learning that I did not have enough money to actually get admission to the overly expensive wax museum, admission price being £25.00 which is bloody ridiculous for not that great of a place, so I was embarrassed when I left that complex. And decided to try my luck walking up Baker Street and then over to Regent’s Park, there I was interested in going to the London Zoo, but was not successful in finding it so much, and when I did found out that unlike the generosity I had seen by the city of London before, you had to actually pay for admission here as well. Before I did happen upon this incredible zoo (the world’s first mind you), I actually came across a funny bloke who was obviously a bit inebriated and came up to me and asked me if I was Italian, after replying no that I was indeed American, he said that he like Americans and he, himself was Liverpudlian. He asked me if I wanted a beer, and I replied no, and after a bit more talking about American celebrities, he again asked if I wanted a beer, I told him yes, just to get him to be quiet about it and he then proceeded to reach into his shopping bag pull out a Super Strong Bow, and gave it to me.,. Now this was a large can (maybe about 24 ounces, typical beer can) I had no place to put this saving in my pocket, so I was walking around with a pocket full of beer, which in a respectable park on a Sunday afternoon must have been somewhat less crass than walking with it in my hand. And fortunately no female I came across asked if that was a giant beer can or if I was just happy to see her.
The next day all I did was remain lazy before the large amount of things I had to do the next nine or so days. What this meant was basically me lying around playing Zelda: A Link to the Past on my computer, and not much else, it was truly a blessed day as I enjoy the art of idleness or perhaps moreover the art of inertia, that is, once resting I prefer to remain resting.
Tuesday was only a class day, and once again I feel asleep in astronomy, and was ever entertained by Professor Reuter, the most amusing of chaps.
Wednesday was a rather holy day for me for the following reasons after a long and interesting class in Advertising, I went to Westminster Abbey for my architecture course and was completely inspired by it. It is, as I affirmed more than five years since, the greatest and most worthwhile attraction in London and certainly the most inspiring and personal attraction as well. I mean it was absolutely amazing to be standing so close to all of the people who made British history what it was. The bodies of over 2,000 souls rest there, but so many of them have shaped our world today it is not even funny. Charles Darwin, Isaac Newton, Geoffrey Chaucer, Queens Mary I and Elizabeth I, Innumerable Kings, George Friedrich Handel, just to name an extreme few... you are standing to the greatness of British history there and it is simply awe inspiring to be sure. Sadly, shortly after I arrived there my camera went dead for not having battery power, so needless to say I was quite annoyed at the inconvenience but happy to be there all the same. Following this, I went back to my music class, and afterward proceeded to go to St. Paul’s Cathedral for a concert and a mass of sorts there... It was a huge cathedral and absolutely stunning inside as well, and I was happy just to be there. After that I went home and prepared to some extent for my trip to Rome, which I now have the daunting task of writing about tomorrow, but I’ll leave it until then for now I am tired and need rest.