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Post from the Underground
No actual connections in the tube but I can use MaStory to write offline. In lieu of having preloaded an LJ post page.
I don't think I mentioned the Iglesia de Dios, an obviously Spanish church, with culty subtitle that I don't remember. And Venetian blinds covering the windows, and people needing to be buzzed in.
It's parochial of me but I'm still surprised to hear very dark women talking like Catherine Tate in that schoolgirl skit she had with David Tennant. For that matter, everyone "talks like they're on Doctor Who." Perhaps because my landlady is Italian and thus doesn't, for contrast.
People here still play their headphones too loudly on the train, including this white girl in all black next to me.
Whitechapel road included a woman in full covering, only an eyeslit visible, talking to herself. I suspect cell phone headset under the burqa or hijab or whatever the outfit was.
There's a Museum of Childhood by my stop. Free admission, £1.70 for tiny cup of orange juice.
A bus carried an ad for Disney's Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. :(
Didn't see any bookstores or movie theaters on my walks yesterday. Like my immigrant neighborhood in Chicago - though that might have had non-English stores.
But I'm at the Museum finally, having passed Korean, Lebanese, Japanese, and dim sum food. Which last I'll have to try despite the warnings. Also passed a Parthenon shop selling actual antiquities and It's All Greek selling fake ones.
I don't think I mentioned the Iglesia de Dios, an obviously Spanish church, with culty subtitle that I don't remember. And Venetian blinds covering the windows, and people needing to be buzzed in.
It's parochial of me but I'm still surprised to hear very dark women talking like Catherine Tate in that schoolgirl skit she had with David Tennant. For that matter, everyone "talks like they're on Doctor Who." Perhaps because my landlady is Italian and thus doesn't, for contrast.
People here still play their headphones too loudly on the train, including this white girl in all black next to me.
Whitechapel road included a woman in full covering, only an eyeslit visible, talking to herself. I suspect cell phone headset under the burqa or hijab or whatever the outfit was.
There's a Museum of Childhood by my stop. Free admission, £1.70 for tiny cup of orange juice.
A bus carried an ad for Disney's Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. :(
Didn't see any bookstores or movie theaters on my walks yesterday. Like my immigrant neighborhood in Chicago - though that might have had non-English stores.
But I'm at the Museum finally, having passed Korean, Lebanese, Japanese, and dim sum food. Which last I'll have to try despite the warnings. Also passed a Parthenon shop selling actual antiquities and It's All Greek selling fake ones.
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I am LOVING your England travel posts. Brighten my day! Speaking of - you shout pop over to Brighton Beach while it is nice out! :D
You must tell me all about the museum, of course - me and my silly obsession with museums :P
As for the restaurants - British food is so frightfully bland that whenever we have been there we practically live off Indian, Italian and Greek! LOL! Have a great day, babe!
*hugs*
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