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It was nice. I learnt how to ride the Tube and eveything. I have foreseen ridiculously coloured maps and lots of burly secruity guards saying
"Oh, you want to go from Blue to Green?! Hey, Gus, listen to this loser. He wants to go from Blue to Green?"
"Blue to Green? He'd have to go back to the Black-White-Yellow interchange to do that. That's back in Random District #5"
"You heard him. Black-White-Yellow will get you on to the Green. But Blue? You stupid piece of crap."
"Will this ticket help?"
"That? THAT?! That's a bus ticket, you schmuck. Get out of my sight."
But it was simple. Bit on the Met, bit on the Bakerloo (excellent name, incidentally) and I was in Trafalgar Square. Which was pretty boring, except it had the National Gallery in, which is what I wanted. So I spent a pleasant few hours in there, took in the Carravaggio exhibit, which was nice also.
Then I went to London Aquarium and almost drowned a toddler good and proper because she trying to grab a ray. It was again nice there, because I haven't been diving in over a year therefore haven't seen marine fish for a while. Although it's better in the wild. Less townie 17 year old mothers trying to tell which one is the shark and which is the seaweed.
I proceeded at my leisure to London Zoo. Again on the Bakerloo (still a good name, I hadn't got bored of it yet). They had pigs with beards and a monkey walk. Can't beat a good set of monkeys, but they had no bears. I'm a fan of bears, they do funny stuff and get angry at everything. I saw orang-utans and polar bears in Vienna zoo, so this was a bit of a let down.
Then I had more time left than I'd planned, so I went to Tate Modern even though I'd told a friend I wasn't going there so she didn't come to London at all. She'll probably be angry, but she shouldn't be, because it's an awful mueseum. 6 floors, of which 5 are nothingness and only 1 has anything good. And even then it's only a few Matisses', Magritte's and the odd Pollock.
Bah. That annoyed me. But it was free, so who cares. And they did have a good Monet.
So I went back on the Bakerloo, even though I was tiring of the name, and homewards via the Met.
That was my day. Oh, and I bought arty arty postcards from the galleries and a bouncy ball from the Aquarium. Right now I'm having more fun with the ball.
"Oh, you want to go from Blue to Green?! Hey, Gus, listen to this loser. He wants to go from Blue to Green?"
"Blue to Green? He'd have to go back to the Black-White-Yellow interchange to do that. That's back in Random District #5"
"You heard him. Black-White-Yellow will get you on to the Green. But Blue? You stupid piece of crap."
"Will this ticket help?"
"That? THAT?! That's a bus ticket, you schmuck. Get out of my sight."
But it was simple. Bit on the Met, bit on the Bakerloo (excellent name, incidentally) and I was in Trafalgar Square. Which was pretty boring, except it had the National Gallery in, which is what I wanted. So I spent a pleasant few hours in there, took in the Carravaggio exhibit, which was nice also.
Then I went to London Aquarium and almost drowned a toddler good and proper because she trying to grab a ray. It was again nice there, because I haven't been diving in over a year therefore haven't seen marine fish for a while. Although it's better in the wild. Less townie 17 year old mothers trying to tell which one is the shark and which is the seaweed.
I proceeded at my leisure to London Zoo. Again on the Bakerloo (still a good name, I hadn't got bored of it yet). They had pigs with beards and a monkey walk. Can't beat a good set of monkeys, but they had no bears. I'm a fan of bears, they do funny stuff and get angry at everything. I saw orang-utans and polar bears in Vienna zoo, so this was a bit of a let down.
Then I had more time left than I'd planned, so I went to Tate Modern even though I'd told a friend I wasn't going there so she didn't come to London at all. She'll probably be angry, but she shouldn't be, because it's an awful mueseum. 6 floors, of which 5 are nothingness and only 1 has anything good. And even then it's only a few Matisses', Magritte's and the odd Pollock.
Bah. That annoyed me. But it was free, so who cares. And they did have a good Monet.
So I went back on the Bakerloo, even though I was tiring of the name, and homewards via the Met.
That was my day. Oh, and I bought arty arty postcards from the galleries and a bouncy ball from the Aquarium. Right now I'm having more fun with the ball.
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It was nice. I learnt how to ride the Tube and eveything. I have foreseen ridiculously coloured maps and lots of burly secruity guards saying
"Oh, you want to go from Blue to Green?! Hey, Gus, listen to this loser. He wants to go from Blue to Green?"
"Blue to Green? He'd have to go back to the Black-White-Yellow interchange to do that. That's back in Random District #5"
"You heard him. Black-White-Yellow will get you on to the Green. But Blue? You stupid piece of crap."
"Will this ticket help?"
"That? THAT?! That's a bus ticket, you schmuck. Get out of my sight."
But it was simple. Bit on the Met, bit on the Bakerloo (excellent name, incidentally) and I was in Trafalgar Square. Which was pretty boring, except it had the National Gallery in, which is what I wanted. So I spent a pleasant few hours in there, took in the Carravaggio exhibit, which was nice also.
Then I went to London Aquarium and almost drowned a toddler good and proper because she trying to grab a ray. It was again nice there, because I haven't been diving in over a year therefore haven't seen marine fish for a while. Although it's better in the wild. Less townie 17 year old mothers trying to tell which one is the shark and which is the seaweed.
I proceeded at my leisure to London Zoo. Again on the Bakerloo (still a good name, I hadn't got bored of it yet). They had pigs with beards and a monkey walk. Can't beat a good set of monkeys, but they had no bears. I'm a fan of bears, they do funny stuff and get angry at everything. I saw orang-utans and polar bears in Vienna zoo, so this was a bit of a let down.
Then I had more time left than I'd planned, so I went to Tate Modern even though I'd told a friend I wasn't going there so she didn't come to London at all. She'll probably be angry, but she shouldn't be, because it's an awful mueseum. 6 floors, of which 5 are nothingness and only 1 has anything good. And even then it's only a few Matisses', Magritte's and the odd Pollock.
Bah. That annoyed me. But it was free, so who cares. And they did have a good Monet.
So I went back on the Bakerloo, even though I was tiring of the name, and homewards via the Met.
That was my day. Oh, and I bought arty arty postcards from the galleries and a bouncy ball from the Aquarium. Right now I'm having more fun with the ball.
"Oh, you want to go from Blue to Green?! Hey, Gus, listen to this loser. He wants to go from Blue to Green?"
"Blue to Green? He'd have to go back to the Black-White-Yellow interchange to do that. That's back in Random District #5"
"You heard him. Black-White-Yellow will get you on to the Green. But Blue? You stupid piece of crap."
"Will this ticket help?"
"That? THAT?! That's a bus ticket, you schmuck. Get out of my sight."
But it was simple. Bit on the Met, bit on the Bakerloo (excellent name, incidentally) and I was in Trafalgar Square. Which was pretty boring, except it had the National Gallery in, which is what I wanted. So I spent a pleasant few hours in there, took in the Carravaggio exhibit, which was nice also.
Then I went to London Aquarium and almost drowned a toddler good and proper because she trying to grab a ray. It was again nice there, because I haven't been diving in over a year therefore haven't seen marine fish for a while. Although it's better in the wild. Less townie 17 year old mothers trying to tell which one is the shark and which is the seaweed.
I proceeded at my leisure to London Zoo. Again on the Bakerloo (still a good name, I hadn't got bored of it yet). They had pigs with beards and a monkey walk. Can't beat a good set of monkeys, but they had no bears. I'm a fan of bears, they do funny stuff and get angry at everything. I saw orang-utans and polar bears in Vienna zoo, so this was a bit of a let down.
Then I had more time left than I'd planned, so I went to Tate Modern even though I'd told a friend I wasn't going there so she didn't come to London at all. She'll probably be angry, but she shouldn't be, because it's an awful mueseum. 6 floors, of which 5 are nothingness and only 1 has anything good. And even then it's only a few Matisses', Magritte's and the odd Pollock.
Bah. That annoyed me. But it was free, so who cares. And they did have a good Monet.
So I went back on the Bakerloo, even though I was tiring of the name, and homewards via the Met.
That was my day. Oh, and I bought arty arty postcards from the galleries and a bouncy ball from the Aquarium. Right now I'm having more fun with the ball.
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