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Keeping on with my discovery of London this weekend I focused on Hyde Park, bookshops, National Portrait Gallery and other rarities.
My post of today has soundtrack:
My post of today has soundtrack:
Since I was a little child Peter Pan amaze me. Just the idea of no growing up sounded incredible and atractive. And the adventures... I wanted to live them all. I'm in the city of Peter Pan, the city of Wendy and today my tour it's going to bring my childhood back.
Today my journey starts in Hyde Park, exactly at Kensington Gardens, surounded by ancient trees and thousand of flowers.
It is supposed that J.M. Barrie was inspired by these gardens to write Peter's adventures. The gardens are beautiful, astonishing and if you help a little bit with your imagination you can figure out why this guy make up all these stories. You can almost feel Peter and the lost boys are running over there.
To find the Peter's statue is easy but sincerely, once you find it you will feel a little bit disappointed because it is smaller than you thought. (more than smaller... maybe).
The Park is huge, and has some kind of small lake with swans and geese. The birds are too used to humans... and I'm not so used to them... so I didn't find it fun or nice to be so close to them... you never know... crazy birds. After eating, while I was trying to shoo away a crow who wanted my food, we took the way to the Big Ben.
If you just walk along Picadilly there is a compulsory stop. (Just If you are, as me, a person who loves to spend hours in a bookshop just looking over): Hatchards. Yeah.... I should admit it... I couldn't do any more than bought 3 books... and the worst... one of them of a Spanish author.... please, no comments.
Anyway, the bookshop is nice to see and it has a lot of child books really nice... of course, one of the books I bought was Peter Pan.... no comments again.
Finally, after what seems to be 5 years of walking, we reached the Big Ben!
I don't know If I had a binge of fairy tales but I was imaging Tinkerbell flying all over there.
The area was crowded and to take a good picture was difficult... it's like if everyone wanted to be at your pic.
As all the people over there wasn't enough for me (I'm being sarcastic) we do continue walking (why so much walking?) to Trafalgar Square. I should admit this people knows how to do monuments... nice place as well. Unfortunatelly, there were some kind of Japannese event and I found myself surrounded by people in kimono. Interesting but stifling.
I don't know how to make you feel how I felt at that time, but the sun was brighting, the f***** clouds that used to cover everything all the time ( I repeat it... all the time) had gone... the hot with the humidity made an explosive combination and after 15 days wearing my coat, such a repentine hot weren't wellcome. I felt dizzy... and suddenly, it was there to save me..another free museum.
This time I discovered the National Portrait Gallery. I have been honest with all of you, I just went in because I wanted to rest a little bit, not even to nose around... but the Museum deserves a visit if you go to London.
The first part was modern art, really good one. I wanted pics of all the pictures! The floors are divided by centuries and families... in the 3rd floor you can find portraits of The Tudor's dinasty and the Stuarts one and the House of Hannover. The second floor has portraits of all the elite of the Victorian Era, 19th and 20th.
I should admit that even though I'm familiarized with most of the portrait due to the book of my formative years it was really nice to see the Newton portrait or the Darwin's one. However, I was completely surprised with the Shakespeare's one. He wore an earing!and he seems to be an odd guy. I'm sure if I had met him in the street I would have crossed it... and he is one of the best writers of the history of humanity!
As you can see the weekend was exciting and tiring. Let's see how is the week.
Today my journey starts in Hyde Park, exactly at Kensington Gardens, surounded by ancient trees and thousand of flowers.
It is supposed that J.M. Barrie was inspired by these gardens to write Peter's adventures. The gardens are beautiful, astonishing and if you help a little bit with your imagination you can figure out why this guy make up all these stories. You can almost feel Peter and the lost boys are running over there.
To find the Peter's statue is easy but sincerely, once you find it you will feel a little bit disappointed because it is smaller than you thought. (more than smaller... maybe).
The Park is huge, and has some kind of small lake with swans and geese. The birds are too used to humans... and I'm not so used to them... so I didn't find it fun or nice to be so close to them... you never know... crazy birds. After eating, while I was trying to shoo away a crow who wanted my food, we took the way to the Big Ben.
If you just walk along Picadilly there is a compulsory stop. (Just If you are, as me, a person who loves to spend hours in a bookshop just looking over): Hatchards. Yeah.... I should admit it... I couldn't do any more than bought 3 books... and the worst... one of them of a Spanish author.... please, no comments.
Finally, after what seems to be 5 years of walking, we reached the Big Ben!
I don't know If I had a binge of fairy tales but I was imaging Tinkerbell flying all over there.
The area was crowded and to take a good picture was difficult... it's like if everyone wanted to be at your pic.
As all the people over there wasn't enough for me (I'm being sarcastic) we do continue walking (why so much walking?) to Trafalgar Square. I should admit this people knows how to do monuments... nice place as well. Unfortunatelly, there were some kind of Japannese event and I found myself surrounded by people in kimono. Interesting but stifling.
I don't know how to make you feel how I felt at that time, but the sun was brighting, the f***** clouds that used to cover everything all the time ( I repeat it... all the time) had gone... the hot with the humidity made an explosive combination and after 15 days wearing my coat, such a repentine hot weren't wellcome. I felt dizzy... and suddenly, it was there to save me..another free museum.
This time I discovered the National Portrait Gallery. I have been honest with all of you, I just went in because I wanted to rest a little bit, not even to nose around... but the Museum deserves a visit if you go to London.
The first part was modern art, really good one. I wanted pics of all the pictures! The floors are divided by centuries and families... in the 3rd floor you can find portraits of The Tudor's dinasty and the Stuarts one and the House of Hannover. The second floor has portraits of all the elite of the Victorian Era, 19th and 20th.
I should admit that even though I'm familiarized with most of the portrait due to the book of my formative years it was really nice to see the Newton portrait or the Darwin's one. However, I was completely surprised with the Shakespeare's one. He wore an earing!and he seems to be an odd guy. I'm sure if I had met him in the street I would have crossed it... and he is one of the best writers of the history of humanity!
As you can see the weekend was exciting and tiring. Let's see how is the week.
Will be continue...
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