Saturday, July 13, 2013

The Globe.

The Globe Theater was another site within walking distance of the apartment, and my dad treated us to A Midsummer Night's Dream -- and actual seats! None of the standing with the rest of the rabble below (although I admired their stamina). We had no idea what to expect, but it was beautifully acted and staged; here are some blurry phone photos that will translate none of that experience. Ha! Enjoy.


We had to climb up up up!
The aftermath.

Monday, July 8, 2013

Leadenhall.


If you walked out of our rented flat, down the street, and over the London Bridge, you would soon come across Leadenhall Market, one of the oldest markets in London -- there has been a market on this spot since the 14th century, though this current incarnation is only from 1881. Not too shabby, though.




Monday, July 1, 2013

Selfridges.

This is not a post about Selfridges in the way that you might expect, although I did visit that store, which was...store-ish. THIS post is dedicated to the fact that my darling cousin, Coryell, happens to live next door to where the Selfridges reside in the fictionalized PBS account of their lives. Her apartment building was also used for quite a few of the interior shots when the handsome artist came into play. Other claim to fame: she shares her neighborhood with one Daniel Radcliffe, and I'm including their photo, because of course I am.
My extended family has always been scattered, but we managed to meet up with my dad's brother and most of his gang while in London for a wonderful afternoon. Kirk was over from Amsterdam for work, my aunt took the train up from where she is caring for her mum, Russell took the train down from north of the city, and Coryell just had to cross the street to find us in Kensington Gardens. It was strange and marvelous to have a family reunion in a place where none of us permanently reside! Tea at Kensington Palace, a quick stroll through the neighborhood, and a boisterous Italian meal. I love these folks.