Ok.... London. First off some what better wheather. Huzzah... but it was still abking in London when we got there. :(
So me and my sis went to Camden.... trooped past many goth shops that were all clones of one another... past loads of good art stalls, foreign/orient type goodies, and of course the compulsory visit to Cyberdog.
Sulk.
The new stuff just aint as good as the older designs they had. Oh well..... it was fun watching my sisters eyes light up (she's a 27 yr old indie type at heart). Saw a few things there that I will get via 'net though.
Had some of the best chinese ever for lunch form one of the takeaways that line the edges of Gilgamesh there. I mean those girls who work there are the happiest people ever, pulling in the punters with their smiles and chance of a free taste.
So now filled up on noodles and thai green curry it was off back to shop that sold the tops I had spotted. (skill number 24 of Kris: Ability to be a picky bastard when shopping but with eyes of a hawk.... hmmm..... how Bravestar). So its some really new lable called Plazma.... www.plazamlab.com
Ok with shopping over, some coffee and some more water taken on for the ride.... we headed to the subway..... hell on earth of heat..... bit of reminder of New York when I was there during an August a few years back. We headed south to the Tate Modern.
We were knackered so we went round one of the floors in specific. Shedloads of cubism, futurist, communism magazine art and so forth. To be honest modern art isn't too hard to understadn when your half dead from the heat.... all your perceptions break down to the most simplistic of answers. Hell cubism is really (too me) an exploration of space and dimensions... and a bit of Go for good measure.
Then we headed down the road of hell called Oxford Street.... spotted Stringfellows.... saw the BT tower and the Gerkin (I rreally wasn't bothered by some of the typical sites... the Tate Modern building is pretty monolithic though).
So now it my penultimate night in Cambridge before heading back on Monday and prepping for a meeting at 10 and my viva at 2.... oh this just gets better.
But at least I have the Venice trip in my head for a plan for my actual holiday.
Compulsary photo of choice.
And no I wasn't bitten by Gramsci on Hampsted Heath.
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