Thursday, December 18, 2014

Palju, palju aega hiljem...

Aasta oli siis 2009 ja mina sinisilmne abiturient. Nüüd, viis aastat hiljem, tööinimesena ja magistriga lõpusirgel, lähen Londoni tagasi, seekord jõuludeks. Sellest ma siia blogisse ei kirjuta. Ütlen aga seda, et kui keegi veel jõule Londonis tahab veeta, siis soovitan põhjalikku etteplaneerimist - jõulupühade ajal on enamik suuremaid turismiatraktsioone kinni ning 25. detsembril sureb välja isegi ühistransport.

Aga pole viga, hea planeerimise ja eeltööga saab kõik kohad siiski läbi käidud ning jõulutuledes London oma arvukate uisuväljade ja jõuluturgudega on seda ilmselt väärt.

Mõned eelmistes postitustes mainitud "tegemata asjad" saavad kindlasti tehtud. Aga kõik mitte, sest need ei paku mulle enam huvi (mida ma selle Hamley mängukaruga ikka teen...).

Mõnusaid pühi :)




Friday, August 7, 2009

My unfinished business.


Nagu ma oma Ldn-i jutu juures juba kirjutanud olen, siis mul on mõningaid asju, mis mul jäid seal olles tegemata ja mille pärast ma pean tagasi minema. Iga natukese aja tagant tuleb mulle jälle midagi meelde, aga tänaseks on nimekiri selline (ei ole tähtsuse järjekorras):

1. Hamley'st mängukaru osta.
2. Fish-and-Chips järgi proovida (seda ma tahtsin juba sel korral teha, aga ei osanud õigest kohast otsida).
3. Westminster Abbey's ära käia (seal kus kuulsad on).
4. Tänavakunstnikul ennast joonistada lasta (lasin eluhea võimaluse seekord käest!).
5. Camden Marketis ära käia.
6. Taksoga sõita (selle traditsioonilise musta taksoga. Madame Tussaud's oma ei loe, see polnud päris).
7. Telefoniputkaga pilti teha (see kohustuslik foto jäi millegipärast tegemata- andestamatu).
8. Margaret Thatcheri poster osta (ta on mu iidol, sorry).
9. Loodusajaloo muuseumis ära käia (seal on dinosaurused!)
10. Oxford Street otsast lõpuni läbi käia (selleks peab varuma terve päeva ja peale seda 3h jalamassaaži).
11. Thames'il praamiga sõita.
12. Osta võtmehoidja kirjaga "Mind the gap".

Ma pakun, et see nimekiri hakkab vaikselt ajaga täienema.
Seniks aga kõike paremat!
xoxo K.

Thursday, August 6, 2009

DAY 5.

Wednesday 18.03.2009

So the last day started. After another breakfast we packed our bags- luckily all my things fitted. Then another concern came. My bag could only weigh 15kg and when I came it was 11,1. So hoped, that it wouldn't be more (one extra kg=5 Euros). We went out of the hostel and waited for our bus. I didn't understand why we had to leave first thing in the morning, but that came out later (we got back home 2am next day).

To be honest, we didn't go straight to airport. We drove around London, saw almost all the places we had visited and places we hadn't. Hyde Park, Museum of Nature, History Museum, Knightsbridge and Harrods, Buckingham Palace (where driving with bus is forbidden but we did it anyway), Westminster bridge and Houses of Parliament with the Big Ben, Westminster Abbey, 10 Downing Street (where the Prime Minister lives), Piccadilly Circus, Trafalgar Square and National Gallery, St. Paul's Cathedral, Tower Bridge, London Dungeon, The City etc. Had a little “photo-taking” pause near to Tower Bridge.

Some place on the street we saw a police busting a kid and our guide asked the bus driver, what for. It came out, that in Britain you can get a ticket if you're not at school during the day. He also said, that the police even sits in malls just to bust kids, who are not in school. It's way easier in Estonia, basically you can be absent whenever you want. Although for your teacher you have to have a reason.

When driving out of London we also saw the Olympic 2012 stadium with all the buildings around. It's still in construction, of course, but you could already tell, that it's going to be huge.

I don't know the name of the highway,but it was the one that went to Cambridge. Though we went to airport- Stansted. There was an electronic check-in. I managed it on my second attempt. When giving away our suitcases, it came out that mine was only 12, 7. I could have bought oh-so many things. Damn it!

Waiting for our flight we decided to eat. Stansted airport is huge, I'm telling you. Not that the longest runway there is 3km, but it is full of all kinds of shops. Including s Italian restaurant we went into. We used a door which was for the customers who want to use the loo, and sat down. Then a waitress came and asked how we had got in. She leaded us to another table. I ordered Caesar's salad and fell in love with it. I'd had it before, but never so good. So I recommend, after check-in in Stansted just go and eat the salad.

In an hour our plane took off and even though I didn't want to leave I was happy, that the weather was so nice so had the opportunity to take some nice photos from up there. Then the last piece of land was gone and there was nothing but the North Sea. Then there were some islands and coastal line (I checked from a Ryanair's magazine's map and it turned out to be the Netherlands). Flew over Denmark and just when the Baltic Sea came, there were clouds, so we flew above them. It was quite pretty.

So my journey ended. If I want to be poetical, I'd say, I left my heart behind. I loved London and I really want to go back there some day. I'm going to university this year and I've been thinking. I'll apply to be an exchange student in Britain next year. At least I want to. And I'm sure I'll try. Hopefully it turns out fine and I can go there. Besides, there were tons of stuff, I didn't do and I have to do them, how could I manage with so many unfinished businesses?

Hoping the best!










xoxo K.

Monday, August 3, 2009

DAY 4.

Tuesday, 17.03. 2009

After breakfast we took our heading to Kensington Gardens. It is just next to Hyde Park, you can't really tell where the line goes. It was about 7min walking. Kensington Gardens surround the Kensington Palace. This is the place where Queen Victoria was born and where Princess Diana and Prince Charles lived and Prince William and Prince Harry grew up. Right now there is a royal dress collection in the building.

It was weird to walk there and think if I lived there I would like to go jogging there. I mean, the park was full of joggers. They came from every direction every time of the day. I'm telling you, football isn't he favourite sport in Britain, it's jogging. I would have loved to join them. Then I heard that it was Princess Diana's favourite place for jogging as well. Though she did it with a bunch of securities.

Weather was marvellous again and I just wished I had time to just sit on the grass and relax there. Or maybe go to picnic. Though I wished that the next day the weather wasn't so nice- I really hoped to see the real London weather. I mean, I had my raincoat in my bag at all times.

I took some pictures, walked around the Round Pond and went back to Queensway tube station. We drove the Circle line to Notting Hill Gate (which was just one stop away) and wanted to go on with the Circle line. Somehow we managed to get into a District line (that went to Wimbledon) train and went on the wrong way. We realised that when passing the Earl's Court station. So we got off at West Brompton, took another District line train that went to St. James's park. It was silly, but at least we saw the place where the underground came up to surface. I mean, in most areas it is really deep under the city. It goes under the river Thames.

So we got off at St. James's Park and went past Guards Museum and the house where the royal guards live to the Buckingham Palace to see changing of the guards. Square in front of the palace it was full of tourists. In some parts (where better view opened) you couldn't even walk.

Changing the guards mean that every day (or every other day, not sure) at 10 am old guards of the queen get exchanged by the new ones. There is horse cavalry there and an orchestra. When one of the boys asked our tour guide, what music do they play, we got a surprising answer. I thought it was classical music or traditional English songs, but no. I mean, they could play it but it depends on the mood of the bandmaster. They could even play ABBA. Didn't expect that for sure. By the way, the queen was at home that day, because the royal flag was up. Didn't see her though.

Then the whole thing started. The cavalry came,then the new guards. During the exchange the band was playing. You can imagine my look when I suddenly heard the notes of the “Dancing Queen”. It was really... can't describe it really. Heart-warming, maybe. Then they played “The Winner Takes It All”, “Mamma Mia” and “Waterloo”. How cool is that! Then there were some other songs, that I didn't recognize including one I'd heard in a washing powder commercial. After it was over we went back to the tube station and drove to Knightsbridge, the richest district in London, where most of the consulates are, including Estonian which was just near to Royal Albert Hall. However, we were going to visit the most famous and expensive department store in the world- Harrods.

Our guide told us that if we go in as a group we won't get in. You also might not get in, if you wear sneakers or trainers or don't look rich enough. So we all went in as different doors as we could find. I got in and there was no problem.

Walking around I started to realize why it is so extravagant. When passing the perfume section one of the salesman gave me an perfume example. I mean, in usual stores they have testers and you spray it on yourself and that's it. In better stores they have those little papers, so that you wouldn't have to spray all on yourself at later smell like you have taken a bath in them. But you see, over there they have their examples on a ribbon, that has the perfume's name on it. And I have to tell you, I could smell it on the ribbon two weeks later. Anyway, mine was Givenchy's Ange ou Dèmon, Jasmin Sambac. It was quite good, actually.

The food department over there didn't seem like a food store at all. There were paintings in the ceiling and it felt as if I've stepped into a old-fashioned kitchen in a big mansion. Wanting to proof, that I'd actually been there I bought a jar of chocolate chunk cookies.

The first floor was in Egyptian style. I saw a memorial to Princess Diana and this guy, whose name I can't write. There were guards on every door and everything was so pretty. About Harrods it is said you can find or at least order everything from there. I believe the sentence was: You can have everything there from a pin to an alive crocodile. I mean, the queen orders her table silver from there. It is possible to order private planes or jets there. Like wow.

When I got out ( I don't know which door, so I had to walk around the building to get there, where we were supposed to meet) I saw that the half of our group was already there. It turned out that many of them didn't get in at all. Well, luckily I got (even though I wore sneakers).

For moving on we didn't use the Tube anymore. This time we got into a double decker and went straight up. It's like driving an ordinary bus that has two floors. But it's the point that matters! So we went to Marble Arch (huge Arch on the Hyde Park corner, separates the Park Lane, Bayswater Road, Oxford Street and Edgware Road). Basically we had more then 5 hours to be there, on the Oxford Street, the biggest shopping street in London. I wanted to see the whole street but I was so tired that didn't even manage to Oxford Circus.

I mean, I went to this shop- Primark- which was really cool shop. Nice clothes and extremely cheap. But the thing is I had to stand there 20min in the line just to try clothes on. That was really murderous. But I got a lovely T-shirt (£4.89), velour jacket (£4.89) and belted jeans (£9.79)...the exchange rate is about £1=18 EEK. I wanted to buy, oh so many stuff, but was really afraid, they won't fit into my bag. And I bought some more key chains.

There is this free newspaper, that were distributed- The London Paper. So I got two or three of those (1 per day). I mean, if you sell something, you're sad, if people don't buy your stuff. But they gave those away for free and were still sad if you didn't take one. I had to tell one guy, that I already had one for three times. He still wasn't convinced.

Me, my cousin and his girlfriend, we went to Pizza Hut to get some snack. The pizza there was way better than the one you can eat in Estonian pizza restaurants. And I ordered a glass of apple juice and I must tell, in Estonia for the same money you get three times less. The glass was huge.

I checked out few more stores, then went back to our hostel. Had a warm shower and went back to Hyde Park. Actually, to Kensington Gardens. They were very pretty, but I couldn't go far, because it was closing time. So I sat a bit the park and watched the Sun go down. It was that moment when I realised that London is the place I want to be. Everything was like so familiar and I felt as if I was at home. I've never felt that good in my hometown Kuressaare. I was exhausted and a bit angry with my cousin, but it didn't matter. It was that moment I knew I will be back. As soon as possible. And for a way longer time than 5 days.

My thoughts were interrupted by the Sun. The park's gates will be closed when the Sun goes down (in summer 12 pm). So I stood up and walked to the gates. If you're too long there then they just close the gates and if you can't climb over you have to spend the night at the park.

After about 30min we went out again, took a double decker and drove to Piccadilly Circus. There was this quite big black guy, quite young. Had earphones on and just danced. It was another thing you don't see amongst Estonians (except when their really drunk). And there was another guy, sitting just right in front of some building and screamed. Everybody looked, that maybe something had happened, but if they saw that nothing, they were like “OK, whatever. If the dude wants to scream, so be it.” He was quiet for a while then screamed again. When back to the square, it is the place where young people usually meet.
There were street artists there. One of them came up to me and said that I'm so pretty and he really wants to paint me and he'll give me 50% off the price. Unfortunately we had only 10 minutes, so I had to say “No” to his begging.

We saw our group already on the other side of the road and couldn't go because there was red light and lots of cars. So we waited. When we finally got over,they were gone. We saw a tube station there and went down quite quick, but couldn't find them. So we went with the Bakerloo line to Oxford Circus and then with the Central line to Queensway.

Back on the Queensway street I bought myself a Liverpool FC scarf. Then we saw a Starbucks cafe and went there.

It has never happened to me, but I'd seen what real divas do in this situation. I got confirmed I was no diva... luckily. In there I ordered peppermint tea ( it was too late for coffee). And just as the waiter started giving it to me, his hand slipped and it all fell to my lap. It was hot, but more than that it was wet. He started apologising with a great panic and all the other waiters were also quite exited. I didn't see if any of the customers saw anything. They started showing me, where the toilet is, really anxious. When I told, it's OK, my hostel is just around the corner,it didn't help. So basically I was the one with the wet lap, calming them down. But I got my tea, said it's OK, for like the 100th time and we went away.

Just out of the store I started drinking it, and well, I think the water was still boiling. There was a warning sign on the cup, but I was thirsty. So nothing really tasted the same for the next two days, cause I'd burned my tongue pretty bad. I guess it just wasn't my day.

But what I know for sure is that the next day we had to go home.









xoxo K.

Sunday, August 2, 2009

DAY 3.

Monday, 16.03.2009

One of my roommates forgot to turn her watch (between Estonia and Britain there is time difference 2 h) and woke us all up at 6 am. It was a bit dark and foggy outside, so I told her, it's still dark. She just thought it was going to be a rainy day. She was already brushing her teeth, when someone else said, that the clock is not 8, it's 6. So we realised, that she had forgotten to turn her watch back.

When the clock was really 8 am, we got up. It wasn't foggy or rainy, the Sun was shining brightly. After eating we went to a Tube station, just over the street from our hostel. We bought tickets and wanted to go down. Before you can get down you have to go through a ticket barrier, just like in movies. But in Queensway station there are no escalators, only 2 lifts and stairs, and the lifts were always full of people going to work, so we decided to use the stairs. I'm telling you, this subway is very deep. I just went down and down and down. I'd never drove in a subway train so was pretty exited.

I thought that buses in the capital of Estonia have a tight schedule, they come about every 15 min. But these trains came in every 2 minutes. Before the train a gust of wind came, then after that you could hear a sound of the approaching train, then you saw two lights and then the train came and boy, these trains drive fast. It is just a white and red and blue blur, before the train stops and you can really see it.

Nice woman voice from the speakers said “Mind the gap”. And I was like what! I saw key chains yesterday, that said that and thought why would anybody want to buy those. Mind the gap means you have to be careful getting in and out of the train, because there is a small gap between the train and the platform. So we got in.

It was just like in movies. People sat there, reading newspapers, listening their iPods, heading to work. While in the train I realised, subway is one of the coolest transport forms, it was fast and foolproof. I really started loving the metro system, or as in London it is called the Tube.

We drove only five stops on Central line and went off at Oxford Circus. Without coming up to the ground nor using tickets we went on to a next line, Bakerloo line. We got out in Baker Street station. To get out of the station you also need a ticket. So if you somehow have managed to get in there without a ticket you still need it to get out. If you have a ticket you can get in and ride under London without coming up all day long.

What is different about London underground, besides that it is the oldest in the world, is that it doesn't smell bad. Subways usually do but in London every day some amount of cheap perfume is being “released”. To be honest, in some parts there you could really smell the flowers. At least I think I did.

We got out of the station and everybody who know something about subway stations in London, know that Baker Street is just next to Madame Tussaud's wax museum. And that is where we went. First we waited for about 20min in the line. Then I had to open my bag and show, that I have nothing dangerous in it. Then I got in.

First I had to walk up the stairs, excitement rising. Our guide told us that just when you got in, there is a wax figure of a tourist taking a picture and most of people just walk by it, thinking it is real tourist. Well... I have to admit, I didn't see the figure. So yeah, I must of thought it was a real man.

First hall was full of film stars, there were Johnny Depp, Keira Knightley, Susan Sarandon, Tom Cruise, Nicole Kidman, Will Smith, Orlando Bloom, George Clooney, Mel Gibson, Brad Pitt, Angelina Jolie, Daniel Radcliffe etc. but also Kate Moss, Victoria and David Beckham, Madonna and Justin Timberlake. I must admit that I had passed Jennifer Lopez without realising that, they're just so realistic, the figures.

Next room was dedicated to High School Musical and you could take a picture there with Zac Efron. There was a camera there and two dudes who were taking pictures called me there to take one. I had to explain them for more than a minute, that I'm not a fan, I just wanted a photo of the figure for my sister. For explanation- it is possible there to let photographers take a picture, later pay some money and get a photograph in a special map.

Moving on. I don't remember the right sequence of the rooms but there was a room with English writers and poets (like Wilde and Shakespeare) and part were all the royal people are. Starting with queen Elizabeth I and queen Victoria and ending with Elizabeth II and Charles and two princes. The most realistic figure was the queen Elizabeth II. There were also the Spiderman, the Hulk, Jim Carrey, Britney Spears, Freddie Mercury, Bob Marley, The Beatles, Albert Einstein and a corner of politicians starting with Margaret Thatcher and ending with Hitler. Over there was the most popular statue of them all with a huge line for taking pictures- Barack Obama. I tried to take a picture of him without any tourists hanging there but which turned out to be a mission impossible.

The most memorable place was the Room of Horrors. There was a line there also. One for those, who go there and another one for children under 12, pregnant women and other people who can't dare to go in. For all the people in the line there were TV's on the wall, that showed, what was going on in there- people running and screaming. And under them was a writing that said something like: "Are you sure you want to go in?" Well I wanted to go in. Unluckily I had lost all my mates and had to go in with a bunch of strangers, about 7-10 people. The guy who let people in was quite scary, like a lunatic. And then he let us in.

There were small dark corridors some of them had smoke in there. There were bags with corpses hanging down the ceiling and under the floor some places people jumped out. To make this clear, in the Room of Horrors there are real live actors with scary make-up and they get paid for frightening people.

I saw these bars and a woman behind them and I remember thinking “Oh thank God, she's behind the bars” and then I saw that the bars were opened and I have to go through there to go on. Then in one of the corridors there were just me, some Asian woman with her daughter and another British woman. And I was the last of them when I suddenly noticed that some dude turned around the corner behind me and started walking just behind me. I started to walk faster without daring to watch behind me, just peeking. He was still there. I started to go even faster, but so did he. Until that I was just exited but at this point I really got scared and started running. Corridor ended and the dude went back. I'm telling you, it was really scary.

Then there was this little room and you could see that the next one was full of smoke. Two women and the girl were already there and didn't dare to go on, so when I arrived they told me to go first. Usually I don't to things like this first, but my adrenaline was pumped up because of the last guy and I did go first. I knew that in the minute I'm in the room,some ghost will jump out from some place and so it was. A didn't even look just moved on really fast. Suddenly the tunnel was over and I breathed calmly. It got over pretty fast because your always running and you're in this weird state, that you don't know what comes next but you know it is frightening and not going to be pleasant.

Then there was a James Bond room. I'm not a fan of the films so I just took a picture of the blond Bond and moved on. One of the characters looked so realistic that I didn't dare to look it very closely. Later my cousin told that he went to look at it and well...it was an alive actor.

Then I got into a room that first looked like a library, then I saw little black taxis (miniature copies of the real ones, that drive in London). They were constantly moving and took people in. I got in, there were 4 or 5 buttons that flashed and you could choose a language from there. I chose English and then speakers in my car started talking about London's history when same time the taxi drove trough different statues and buildings of London. Basically it was a ride through London's history starting with pre-historic time, through the Great Fire in 1666 to nowadays. Unfortunately taking pictures was forbidden there.

At the end of the exhibition was a gift-shop. I was even more tempted there than I was in National Gallery. So I bought another mug (£7), a very colourful and big. Later I thought why didn't I bought any posters, but that is just another reason why to go back there.

Once out I noticed a big car which had writings on it: “Crime response” and “Emergency Rapid Response” and thought something bad had happened, like a robbery or something, but then I saw that the two men in uniforms who drove the car came out of the cafe with a bunch of donuts. What a cliche.

So we went back to the subway, drove to Oxford Circus with Bakerloo line, then switched to Central line and got off in Holborn station, walked a little and then there was British Museum. In front of it masses of tourists. I was pretty exited about it, I mean, British Museum is like THE museum. Besides just few days ago I watched “Mummy II” and some of the action takes place there, so I was anxious to see the mummies.

I went in and it was really beautiful, there was like a dome, but it was different beautiful than the one in National Gallery. Everything was white and first it didn't feel like a museum, more like some important ministry or something. But it was so big. We only got 20 minutes there so I looked the map and saw Egyptian department. So I went there. But no mummies. So I went on, then Greek and Mesopotamian departments came, with huge monuments and pieces from the Greek Parthenon were there (now UK and Greece fight over those). But no mummies.

The clock started running out and I went out of the building. Later I heard that the mummies were on the second floor, which map I didn't even look. One of the girls said, that they weren't that interesting and I saw her photos taken, if she did those of the most interesting things there, then I can agree, wasn't that interesting. But surely, I'll go back there one day and check out those uninteresting mummies myself.

So we went back to the Tube station- this time to Tottenham Court Road. Took the Northern line and got off in Waterloo station, which is also an international rail terminal. After a 5min walk we saw it- British Airways London Eye- a huge observation wheel, third biggest in the world. With a clear weather (like it was that day) the sight was told to be 40 km. After a 20min waiting (which is not long at all when it comes to a place like this) we could get in. Before that we had to open our bags again and they prod a bomb detector in them. When they found that I don't own anything dangerous, I could go in. My cousin had a rolled poster sticking out of his bag and they thought it was a sword, so for him it didn't go so smoothly.

To get into the capsule you have to step in it while it's moving. It moves about 20cm per second (or something like that). Anyway there were 32 capsules, in every one of them 25 people can go, in the middle it, there is a bench for sitting (like for me, whose legs were extremely tired) and it makes the whole round in about 30 min. After the round is done and the people are out, securities go into the capsule and do a little round with the metal detectors. It was fun to go higher and higher and the view was spectacular, but to be honest, I waited something more thrilling out of it. I mean, it was cool and I recommend everybody to go there, definitely, but it wasn't as interesting as I had hoped it would be. But I don't regret a bit going there. Actually, I would be crying my eyes out, if I hadn't.

With the Tube again we went to Oxford Circus and went up to Regent Street, where we visited the world's biggest toy store Hamley's. There were, I think 5 floors, maybe more, full of toys. One floor was only for girls and then there was a food department as well. So I bought London chocolate and candies to take home with me. I wanted to buy the famous Hamley's teddy bear, but I didn't want a small one and the big one wouldn't have fitted in my suitcase. Another thing to do- buy a bear.

If I had been like 7 yo it would have been a heaven to me, there were movie themed toys starting with Harry Potter and ending with Batman, there was a whole section of soft toys and teddy bears. And whats more, there were selected games there, which you could play there, in the store. Next to the main entrance there were two men, blowing bubbles and entertaining the guests.

After that we went back to our hostel. We were supposed to go to Harrods that night but we didn't. Instead, we went to Queensway tube station and got off in St. Paul's station to see the St. Paul's Cathedral.

All the royal persons are buried in the Westminster Abbey and usually their burial ceremony takes place there. Also royal weddings and all the coronations. With few exceptions. W. Churchill's funeral took place in St. Paul's and since the abbey was too small for all the guests in Charles's and Diana's wedding, this also took place in St. Paul's. Since it was dark, I got some lovely snapshots of the city in lights. From there we walked to Millennium Bridge and over that and saw the Tate Modern gallery.

We walked on the south banks of the river Thames, saw the Shakespeare's Globe theatre (which one of the boys noticed, our tour guide had forgotten it). When Shakespeare lived, then the audience could say whatever they wanted about the play during the play. In the Globe you can still do it, say your opinion during the play. Not easy for the actors. On the Thames there was HMS Belfast (HMS stands for Her Majesty's Ship), important ship from the World War II. Now there's a war museum in there. When walking on the banks, it is hard to miss it, it just so big, as though it shouldn't be there.

We also passed London Dungeon, which is a perfect place for you, if you love scary things. There are funny and scary attractions about the plague (in 1665), Jack the Ripper aso. But basically it's about medieval tortures.

We passed the London Bridge (where there was bridge already when the Romans invaded Britain) and there was the City. When you look at it, it seems as the newest part of the city, and the houses there are made of glass and they are new. But the truth is, this is considered as the oldest part of London, there were houses there in Roman times. They just haven't preserved. The whole place was under a bomb attack in World War II too. Now there are London's government buildings and it's a business and financial centre. And just next to them was the famous Tower Bridge.

As we sat there, a bunch of Asian guys walked by. And my mouth just fell open. They were so stylish and good-looking. To be honest, most of men are there. I don't want to say bad things about Estonian men, but the truth is, they never look so good. I mean, even on the first day there I saw, that people are a lot more stylish there, like they knew better how to dress. There's a lot of uniqueness there, therefore in Estonia everybody look the same. And when your different, you're considered weird.

I took a bunch of pictures of the bridge and then walked over it to see the Tower. I'd really wanted to go in there and I thought we will do that some day, but we didn't. So we walked on to the next tube station and went back to our hostel.

It was that day, when we sat in the Tube and about 40 yo guy came in, stood just next to my cousin. He had blond hair, but was bold on the top, wore glasses and wore like a diplomat's suitcase. He had earphones on and whatever song he was listening- it appeared to be a rock song- he kind a moved with the music and sang too. Like a real rocker. If I could I would show you, how he did it. It was extremely funny. I mean everybody there had a good laugh. But it wasn't like a “Oh God, he's a freak”, more like a “What a funny dude.” Made us all happy.

Just two more days for being in London I was already starting to wish I lived there. Everything felt so nice and perfect to me. I mean even the funny people.












xoxo K.

DAY 2.

Sunday, 15.03.2009

After my phone had rang, I woke up immediately. It was going to be a perfect day, weather was superb. I went down to eat some breakfast. I kind a hoped it was a traditional English breakfast-eggs and bacon,you know- but it was classical continental breakfast which included toast with either marmalade or butter and cereal flakes. I was a bit scared, that after few days like this, the same thing happens that happened to me in Germany three years ago- there were buns every morning and so for 10 days. After that I didn't want to see bread for a month.

After breakfast I saw Hyde park during the daylight. We took a little stroll to Hyde park's Speaker's Corner. I'm telling you, parks over there are way different from the parks in Estonia. They're huge. Hyde park is about 120 ha. There's not so many trees, it's more like an open space, which I think is cool in the middle of a big city. And there were flowers already. Back in Estonia we still had snow everywhere.

We passed this little house, which was inside the park, acclaimed to be the park's guard's house (but I'm not sure) and it was the cutest house I'd ever seen. Just near to it was the end of the Serpentine, artificial lake in the park. Popular picture-taking place it was. I felt almost like a tourist myself...

We arrived to the Speaker's Corner about 9.30. So we had half an hour to look around, before the „speaking“ started. For those who don't know, Speaker's Corner is considered as the best expression of democracy- people can go there every Sunday 10 am and speak about whatever they want as long as they want, about politics, weather, religion, education, films etc. Well, as long as they are polite enough so that the police wouldn't have to escort them away.

We had 30min to look around, so we strolled a little in Mayfair, district that is among one of the richest in London. Celebrities like Keira Knightley and Guy Ritchie live there and Mayfair is the favourite clubbing place for celebrities from Kate Moss to Rihanna. Houses there were really pretty and I would very much like to live in one of those one day. Not likely to happen, but I can dream, can't I? In front of the houses were expensive cars starting with Bentley and ending with Ferrari.

On an island that separated two driving directions, there was a statue for all the animals that had suffered in war or in any other way when working for humans. I think it is so sweet and nice. I mean we always remember our war heroes and unknown soldiers but never the horses, dogs and all the other animals, that have suffered or died because of us. It crawled deep into my heart, thinking that there are people thinking of every victim in this stupid thing called war.

10 am the speakers started. The most popular topic this weekend was Jesus. One claimed that he is reborn Jesus and another one said, that Jesus was a woman. Since I'm not religious and even though they spoke well, it didn't give me anything, so I took a little walk to the Serpentine with my cousin. Bought some coffee( £1.70) and saw a man, mid-fifties, figure skating with his roller skates. He was pretty good actually. You really don't see anything like this in Estonia. I call him the Skater Dude.

The park was full of footballers training in groups and I started to hope, some of them were players from Chelsea, Arsenal, Fulham or something like this. Which is hard to believe, obviously. There was a woman studying some kind a martial art with a personal trainer. It felt as if people had come out of their buildings to embrace the sunshine, which is said is hard to find in London area, with all the rain.

We went back to the Speaker's Corner and listened a theory about the end of the world. Took some pictures and watched two speakers arguing each other about God and his presence.

In the middle of the March is a great Irish holiday- St. Patrick's Day. This year it was on 17th, which was Tuesday. So that everybody could celebrate, the parade took place on Sunday. So we went to Green park, because that's where the parade starts. At least we wanted to go there. We had a map, but luckily we saw a bunch of red-headed Irish people. No doubt where they were going so we just started following them. And they went just to the right place. After 20 minutes the parade started.

There were bagpipe orchestras, river dancers and costumed leprechauns. At the head, there was London's mayor, Boris Johnson. Streets were crowded and when the parade had passed by, everybody followed it to Trafalgar Square, where a concert took place. There were so many people, that I lost my mates repeatedly. So I went to National Gallery.

National Gallery borders the Trafalgar Square on one side and I went in there. Entrance is free and you can just walk in and out. It was the first room I went into, when I saw the most famous painting of the gallery- Van Gogh's „Sunflowers“. I only got to know it later, that it is considered as the most expensive painting in the world. Which was weird, because it had no special protection, it just stood there, amongst other paintings. It could be the most famous, but there were other famous paintings there from other famous painters. And they were far bigger than I had imagined. I'd heard, that the Mona Lisa was a lot smaller, than people usually expect, but these paintings were bigger than I thought they would be.

I took a picture of the painting and moved on until I hit the room which was under the dome and it was so beautiful and extravagant that I took another picture. Then one of the museum guards walked up to me and told that taking photos is forbidden. Well, since I didn't know that, I had two photos already. I didn't take any more but didn't delete these either. Sorry for that.

I went to the museum's gift-shop and bought a lovely mug( £6), on it was black-and-white Houses of the Parliament, the Big Ben and on the bridge was a red double decker. I was tempted to buy loads of stuff but I managed to control myself.

Leaving there I went to a small corner shop (Tesco) just next to Trafalgar square and it was crowded. The line started from the entrance door. Probably because of the parade and the concert. Bought a small apple juice, cause I was thirsty and it was really hot outside. I could wear short sleeves in the middle of the March. In Estonia there's usually thick snow as I mentioned before.

Just when I got out of the shop I heard this song „Apologize“ from One Republic. Since the stage opened to National Gallery and I was on the other side of the square I didn't see, if they were really them singing or it just played from a record. I tried to look for it later but couldn't find any information about One Republic performing in London that day. So maybe it was them, maybe not.

Using Whitehall street we went to see the symbol of the city- Big Ben. On the corner of the Parliament Street and the Bridge Street I got my first look at the tower. It was hard to believe that this was the famous Big Ben. And just over the Parliament Square, which is full of statues of important men (such as W. Churchill, A. Lincoln, N. Mandela aso), there was Westminster Abbey.

On the square there were some tents and posters. Gay-supporters, anti-war and other slogans. They were there, just in the place where MP's could see them (members of the Parliament).

After 15min photography session we went to see the abbey. Unluckily the main part of it was closed that day (undone job by our guide, I must say- it is closed on Sundays), but we could visit a small part of it. A part, where no one famous was buried. At least I didn't know any of them. For the record, in the Westminster Abbey, 3300 people is buried. Remarkable number, the building isn't that big. But once your in, it doesn't seem so impossible, because there are crypts everywhere- under the floor and it seemed like even in the wall.

The whole place looked as if it is a film set of Harry Potter movies. My cousin didn't went there and when he saw the pictures I had taken, he seriously thought that I'd been to the film set.

I really wanted to go in there and see Churchill's, Elizabeth I and Newton's tombs, but I couldn't. We started walking back to our hostel (there's a Broadway Street in London as well). We went through St. James's Park, which is considered as the most intimate park in London- full of people on this lovely day. In front of St. James's Palace (where prince Charles lives) we saw a little demonstration from the guards (they walked the same, they did tricks with their guns the same) and I realised, how extremely hard work it is...and boring.

Next place we went through was Green Park. Our tour guide told us, that under the park, centuries ago, leprous people were buried and their bodies fertilized the ground, so this park was a lot greener than the others- so it's the Green Park. Was a bit freaky to walk there and seeing people sitting on the grass, when 6 feet below you are people in a mass grave. To some happier notes- I saw a squirrel there and I even managed to take a photography of … well, It. On the picture it looks like...It's praying. At least the squirrel has a name now- It.

We passed Wellington's Arch and Wellington's Museum, which had nothing spectacular about it, until our guide told us, that this house has the best address in the world- London, house no 1. Duke of Wellington was a leader of the army that won Napoleon in the Battle of Waterloo and his successors still own it. Through the Hyde Park and we were back in the hostel...extremely tired.

When starting to watch the pictures I had taken, I saw something that didn't make me happy. Something stupid. It was either me or my cousin who by accident had turned a little button on the camera, so all the pictures of the day, since the National Gallery, were blue. I mean, how pathetic is that! Luckily my cousin's girlfriend's pictures were normal, so we got some colourful pictures as well.

But I just can't be without mentioning a photo I had taken of my cousin with the Big Ben. Later when watching I saw that some other dude was on it too, smiling to the camera. I have no idea who that was. I just call him My Cousins New Friend.

I went to shower and decided to visit a street just next to our hostel- Queensway Street. There were lots of foreigners, especially Indian people. I went to a souvenir shop and bought my sister a sweater, with a “London” written on it. I love it myself, it's warm and cosy. And now I liked it if it was mine. But I can borrow it from her. I also found a shop, where I bought 15 postcards and they cost just 1£. I also bought few key chains which I could give my friends later.

The street was full of Indian restaurants and there was a nice and extremely good smelling water pipe cafe. I think I saw some Indian gangsters there. At night big darkened glassed big cars drive there, really slowly and you can hear a loud bass. Sometimes some of the windows are rolled down and you could see dudes that look like wannabe-pimps.

I went to a food store, but as I got in I saw that it was some kind of a oriental shop, cause I couldn't recognize a thing they sold there. There was a package of, which claimed to be chocolate candy, but to me it seemed like dried meat or chicken legs. Only thing that was familiar to me was a bottle of diet coke, so I bought it (£0.99).

I wanted to buy Guinness bier, but I saw that you can only buy it in a glass, not in a bottle and didn't dare to go in to a local pub. Stupid, ah? Guess that's another thing to do, when I go back next time. When? Don't know. But some day for sure.









xoxo K.

Monday, July 27, 2009

DAY 1.

Saturday, 14.03.2009

I'm going to start with Riga's airport. Why? Cause I've never flown by plane before. Even though I thought I'd be exited about the plane, I was only thinking of London. My aunt and mom and cousin told me few things about flying and I seriously thought it's interesting, but once sitting in the plane it felt nothing special.

I happened to sit on the place which was just next to the evacuation door and the steward got me confused a bit when told me that in case of an emergency we should help to get everyone out. Not the best thing to know, when your flying for the first time.

Anyway, the plane took off, lights of Riga disappeared (it was 10 pm.) and for the next 2 h there was nothing but darkness. Until the plane started descending and the lights of London where on the sight.

Can't really describe the feeling. I saw this massive set of lights and it was quite hard to believe it was London. I've wanted to go there for all my life, it was like a dream destination for me.

I started thinking weird thoughts. Like „ this is the place, where the queen lives, where is Keira Knightley, Robert Pattinson, Hugh Grant, Emma Thompson, Orlando Bloom, Emma Watson, princes William and Harry aso, aso. And yes, Harry Potter is not a real life figure, but couldn't help myself thinking that near there is the place, where he should be. (I'm weird, I know).

This was the city of the Big Ben, doubledeckers, Madame Tussaud's and many other things I was desperate to see. And then I was there. Just after the plane had landed everyone started clapping, which I didn't know is done. Probably because the pilot had landed the plane safely. Nice way to respect the pilots, though.

We arrived to Stansted airport, which is one of the biggest airports in England, I think. There's a subway to transport people from the arrivals gate to the main building, where you can get your luggage.

Talking about luggage, I was really afraid of losing it. When back in Estonia, I put it in the bus, the bus driver somehow managed to make it fall out of the bus and into a puddle. In Riga, my cherry pink suitcase was out of the bus before I was. Someone had pulled it out and it was lying there, up-side-down on the pavement. So in Stansted, I was waiting for it to come, hoping it hadn't gone lost. And waiting, and waiting, and waiting. Everybody from our airplane had already got their luggage and few of the bags did there 6th round on the conveyer line. Finally I saw a cherry pink suitcase coming towards where I was standing and felt relieved. I had seriously thought it was gone for good.

Out of the airport, we had a bus ordered. Stansted is about 50 km out of London (if I remember correctly). First thing I noticed, was that the door was on the wrong side of the bus. And so was the driver. I knew, of course, that there is diverse traffic, but it was unaccustomed to see it for real. The bus driver was a real WRC driver, I think. Everybody were driving really fast but they all seemed to have good control over their cars. In Estonia people don't drive that fast and if they do, then not so well. Of course, the roads are in a bit better condition there than they are in here.

Only famous thing I saw that night was the Tower Bridge. The bridge was exactly like I had imagined, but not where I imagined it would locate. I thought all the old things are together, but this was next to modern government buildings. But I saw it just for a moment, because we were in a bus. My accommodation was near Hyde park.

I knew that in Britain they have a slightly different sockets than in Estonia, but I hoped that in international hostels and hotels they have different plugs. Well, they didn't. Luckily during the trip I had nothing to charge, I had my batteries full at home.

Out of the hostel window you could see Hyde park. And Kensington Gardens, as I learned later. It was kind of a English view. Big park surrounded by black iron gates and there were two red telephone booths on the pavement. These two convinced me, that I really was in London.

Waiting for the next day to come, I went to bed. Exited to see everything the city has to offer.







xoxo K.