“People travel to faraway places to watch, in fascination, the kind of people they ignore at home. ”
― Dagobert D. Runes
It’s true, as my time in London, comes to an end, I realise there is so much more that I want/wanted to see and do that normally I wouldn’t have thought about.
Being a tourist for me meant going out with the idea of exploring new places, not reverting to those that are familiar and making… or just visiting the places that everyone who lives in the city avoids because they are filled with… well, tourists.
I actually did this over two days, once by myself and one day when I dragged The Fiancé with me to do all the things I know he hated.
Started with a walk down Southbank (okay I admit I’ve been here before but it is one of my favourite places in the whole of London)
The Southbank Center currently hosts the Museum of Broken Hearts as part of the Festival of Love. Being the hopeless romantic I am, I had to pay it a visit.
After this I just decided to wonder a wee bit and happened to find my self at 1.55pm standing outside the globe theater. What other choice did i have, I had to go in.
Only £5 for a yard ticket, but it meant having to stand for a good 2 and a half hours. I’m glad it wasn’t to sunny, or I think I would have struggled, but now I can say I saw Julius Caesar at The Globe Theater. Afterwards there was only one way I could reward myself…