Walking tours are a great concept. I like walking. I also like learning about where it is I’m walking. However, in the freezing cold, you realize that you do more standing than walking on such walking tours and, in the freezing cold, that is extremely difficult to cope with.
Fortunately, John Lennon and I did find it enjoyable and he did get a few notable shout outs over the course of the tour which was pretty exciting. The tour guide had a tendency to name drop–never impressive, even if you really were Vanessa Redgrave’s understudy–and in her book, everyone is an impresario (John, what was the final count? 16? 17?). Definitely learned a lot about the London music scene, actually, more theater than music music. Didn’t walk any new streets because the tour took me to places I’ve already walked before. Good chazarah (Heb. for review). After the tour we went to defrost in Waterstone’s, played with Kindles, had a little lesson in the literary brilliance that is F. Scott Fitzgerald and Virginia Woolf (aren’t all British people supposed to know who she is? Doesn’t make not knowing who FSF is forgivable, though.) After exploring all the titles and curious section names (cosy crime, anyone?) that the British Barnes and Noble has to offer we made our way to a Starbucks, defrosted further and talked a while before continuing to brave the outdoors and walk some more. Nothing like a brisk walk in the long cold lonely winter!
P.S.: I don’t know what I should do tomorrow. I’m still defrosting from today, so I’m thinking indoors. Whitechapel Gallery? Keep meaning to go there. I need to end up in Golders Green for my playdate with Jackie tomorrow afternoon. Maybe a walk in Hampstead? Keep meaning to…Science Museum? Reuven Rubin at Christies this week only….Suggestions? Days are numbered, must do great fun things.