Monday, 7 September 2009

What now?

So... I have just arrived home from what looks to be like my last trip to London for a while. 4 hectic,lovable, testing years in the big city to come back to rural life in the sticks, how am I going to cope? I really don't know just at the min, my mind is a muddled jigsaw puzzle consisting of a million pieces which do not fit together or have been lost. Let me explain, leaving London for the last time as resident did not strike me at all until I took a trip to the Natural History Museum while waiting for my sister who was attending a pre med course at Imperial. Why did it strike me there out of all the places? I'm not sure but if you have ever been to the building it is the most fantastic place in the world. I love aimlessly walking around glass cabinets staring into the eyes of the dead static taxidermed animals. I get lost in their cold fake eyes, imagining I am that animal wondering the forests of wherever it eventually lay to rest. You probably think I'm crazy about now, but try it sometime, the places amazes me everytime I go. I also went to the very top of main hall entrance where the massive tree trunk is, it is the best spot in the whole building to watch the best animals of all - people. Feels almost surreal people watching as there is a massive carved statue of Darwin directly opposite who appears to be staring down into the depths of the crowds with you. I swear I stood there for about 2 hours taking it all in and there it hit me, no more London, no more Brick Lane, no more Rough Trade, no more Brixton Bowls, No more Camden Market, no more Bar55, in fact hell of a lot no mores but hey, it's not the end of the world. I'm back home to gain money and experience, I have my friends and I have ocean to Surf, I am not going to go crazy, you make the most of your surroundings, and believe or not there is a lot at home to keep me busy.

Again another rant my apologies, but it felt like a much needed one, it's all going to work out. Here are some photos from the Natural History Museum, get sunk into the eyes of the eagle and drift off into their world, I dare you...



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