I’ve spent most of my two weeks in the UK in Dorset with the folks, which hasn’t provided for much in the way of blogging inspiration. Although I did today grab a panorama shot of the house for my 365 blog.
But I did manage to get up to London on Tuesday, returning Wednesday evening for a good walk about and photoshoot. Tuesday I had a pretty lengthy walk from Piccadilly Circus up to Mansion House tube station, by St Pauls, to catch up with a friend of old.
London is such a fabulous city. It does sometimes get mixed reviews, but really….ignore anyone who suggests you should ever visit anywhere else instead. It’s a giant city, with such a range of wonderful architecture, the finest museums, the greatest subway/metro/underground (delete according to your country of origin) system and a positively exotic blend of people, food and culture.
But more than all that, this city, like New York, is a living city. It’s an old city with traditions, but it never stops moving, renewing, regenerating itself. It’s not a museum piece like Paris or Rome which are really there to look at. This city begs you to live it.