Arrived back in London at six am after the long haul from Christchurch. Not a bad couple of flights, all things considered. It is NOT a good ideas however to watch sad movies on the aeroplane, especially if you don't like people seeing you cry. War Horse is one such movie. A sure tear jerker for me involving animals.
After dumping bags at Kirsty's I hit the streets. Discovering I still had £2 something on my oyster card was a nice surprise well above the monetary value. Despite that, there is something about London that makes me want to walk. Up the Strand, on to Coventry Gardens, neals road, Shaftesbury ave, tottenham Court Road (including past where I used to work), Marylebone High Street, (quick shop visits there including to my favourite ever book shop, Daunt) and then on to Edgeware Road to meet Katie for a lovely healthy lunch in a cafe in paddington. Loved seeing the history again right there in the streets and buildings especially after all the destruction we have been witnessing in Christchurch.
There was quite a bit of construction going on at various places both for Olympic preparation and just natural progress. Walking anonymously down the streets confident I was unknown was also a nice change after small town life.
I wasn't in a shopping mood but made a few mental notes of places to revisit should the spending urge return. Just being in this vibrant, heaving-with-people city with all it's noises, smells and sights was enough for me, bringing back memories of the good times in the past but also refreshing my thoughts about not bring able to live there for long periods without some regular country respites. I love London but would I change my current situation and life in rural New Zealand? No way!
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