Days 2 and 3, as seen through slight beer goggles....

Ok everyone. I should probably apologize in advance for what promises to be an entry full of speeling errors (see?) and possibly rants. So there. How's that for a disclaimer?

So, it is midnight here in London, and I've just gotten 'home' to the hostel after another long day out. In some ways, it feels as though I've been gone weeks, and in other ways, London feels very homey to me. Home-y? Homie? Word.

But I digress...much to type about. So I shall begin with a rundown of the last couple of days. This may be a long, long post....

Friday:

Another glorious walk through Regent's Park, with the intention of visiting the British Library and Museum before Equus. So....
BRITISH LIBRARY: Quite seriously, reduced me to tears. I saw the (first ever printed) Gutenberg Bible, the original, hand printed and illustrated Alice In Wonderland, the score for the Messiah....original Beatles Lyrics....completely INSANE!!!! There was an exhibit called "Sacred" which contrasted Christianity, Judaism, and Islam. Incredible relics including early writings. It was especially moving as many of these texts were things that I've seen or read about this past year at school....I really just wanted to stay there forever. To live in London and write - seemed so appealing.

(Hey - I'm sounding sober - GO ME!)

BRITISH MUSEUM: Meh. Cleopatra's Mummy.....Meh.

EQUUS: Ok, this will probably dissapoint some, but I don't think I'll even discuss the hooplah surrounding the show. Whatever. From the moment Daniel Radcliffe took the stage, I forgot Harry Potter, I kid you not (Sorry Scottie!). I was in the back row of the Grand Circle (like the Upper Balcony), but still saw quite well. A very good production - the play is very much "1970's" - a bit cold and detached - or rather, distanced, I guess. Good performances. At the end, I was so unsettled I didn't even think about trying to meet Harry Potter himself, and instead roamed about Picadilly Circus looking at the lights. Dazed.

Saturday:

I slept well, finally. Sleep is so very delicious! I woke up and immediately met Mary, a girl from New York via New Orleans, and discovered a kindred spirit of sorts. She is a director and was planning to see Equus tonight. We spent the day together (and I blame her for my semi-intoxicated state). WARNING: The follow is a mad run-on paragraph!

We began at the Globe, where we decided againt the tour (9 pounds??? Are you kidding me??), choosing instead to photograph the outside and plan to go to Othello tomorrow night (for 5 pounds. Nuts!). We walked the Millennium Bridge to the north side of the Thames and roamed around St. Paul's and St. Bartholomews, and (as Mary is a Harry Potter FRRREEEAAAAAAK, though not freaky) had our photos taken at Platform 9 3/4!!!! Terribly Fun. I learned from Mary that there were cheap stage seats for Equus, and decided to join her to see the show again.
YES - I KNOW! I can hear the comments already, but I shall not feel guilty. It was INCREDIBLE to see the show from so close (and not just because of the scenery, if you will. Though, for those interested, I will let you know: average. But BUILT. Oh, to be a 17 year old British girl....) An entirely different experience. Sometimes I love the theatre. *sigh* We also met Daniel Radcliffe's father - who is really much too tanned for a man who lives in the UK, but that is neither here nor there. Following the show, we went to a pub across the street with an usher (who Mary had an eye for. Sadly no cute boys for me tonight....) and had a couple of pints. Mary is now god-knows-where with him (having a blast, I'm sure....) and I am, after roaming through Picadilly, back at the hostel and drowsy.

So. One more day in London before I fly to Genoa/San Remo, and a whole other adventure. I must say, I feel a little bit sad that I can't just bum about for six weeks. I suppose I turned down that opportunity when it was presented to me. Nevertheless.....I am looking forward to Italy, and just might return to London with my week off at the end. We shall see.

I apologise for those looking for more insightful commentary; I just don't have it in my beer-riddled mind tonight. I will say: I am having a glorius and insightful time. I am HAPPY I came. It was the absolute right thing for me to do.

Love to you all......
K.