Londonism - The unconverted

2010-11-01T14:35:00.000-07:00

At twenty two years of age I am still yet to buy into the "London dream". Sure, the media paint beautiful pictures of London life..the fast paced quaint city in which Big Ben can be seen from all round and you're sure to see one of the queen's guards with their fluffy black hats because lets be honest it wouldn't be a film about London if they didn't make an appearance. In reality my experiences are more likely to include awkward tube trips in which everyone's frantically trying to read tube adverts to avoid awkward eye contact, or perhaps being lost down a street that looks identical to the last ten I've walked down. Don't get me wrong I have some amazing memories of London but they seem to stem from me having great friends rather than the city exciting me. My recent trip adds to this, it involved cocktails, shopping and giggling over a waiter who seemed quite scared of us by the time we left, perfect day by why have I never warmed to the city? Perhaps it's because I'm so smitten with another city (Brighton - love of my life) but is there only room for one city in my heart? Maybe as my memories mount up, my fondness for London will increase but if not at least I would have had a jolly good time trying.

London convert? to be continued.....

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Londonism - The unconverted