LONDON - A Sense of Place

Perhaps this belongs on a different blog but I thought the pure joy of this put it here.  We think of the English as having horrible food and great beer.  Correct.

We all have priorities.  What do we want to do.  What can we do.  Lets remove any obvious challenges or obstacles.

So items like travel, learning history, learning geography, eating different foods, cooking different foods, seeing how people live, watching different television, listening to different music, appreciating the differences achieve a higher meaning depending on your previous experiences.

A long winded way of saying we enjoyed London.  As an American, I think we approach the UK with a confused definition of the British, the United Kingdom and England.  Look them all up.

I love the English.  I love your beer.  I still think you cannot cook.  We have better fish and chips in America at Arthur Treachers.  And Newfoundland Canada. A "Sense of Place." 

 In Rome, it was there than I finally understood the anarchy of Staten Island. In Madrid, I understood the range of the Spanish empire in the New World. In Greece, I understood that my salad oil from Crete is the best and by the way came from the Minoans 10,000 years ago. Athens saw Plato strolling at the Acropolis where we see demonstrators near that nightly. Paris drips in romance and food.  Notice the order.  Still, world's best food after Manhattan.

London.  Donald Trump not.  Snookie. Not.  Standing on the grave of Henry the VIII.  Charles Darwin.  Isaac Newton.  Big Ben.  Oxford.  Stonehenge 2000 BC?  Hampton Court Castle.  Westminster Abbey, Tower of London in the year 1066, 10 Downing Street. The row houses that looked like the movie "HARD DAY'S NIGHT."  Wow.  You need to be there to "get it."

Changes ones perspective. It is a different culture.  We did break away.   A Sense of Place.  If travel does not change you, you did it wrong.  Details in the trip log coming soon.
See the photos.
JA