Sunday, December 19, 2004

London Bridge to Highbury Corner 

(5 more posts before shutdown)

I came back from The One's for the last time just now. London was beautiful. On the 43 bus from London Bridge... the pale winter sun dancing silver and gold off the Thames - east all the way to the mini-Manhattan of Canary Wharf, past the clumsy stateliness of Tower Bridge and about 2,000 years of history; west towards the Tate Modern and St Pauls, the crucifix on top of the dome golden and too bright too look at, and beyond to Blackfriars, the South Bank, Waterloo, Parliament, with the Millennium Wheel just visible in the background... and then on through the city and Moorgate, past the weird mix of imposing ancient and brash chrome-and-glass modern... even the lopsided jumble of Old Street, the faded grandeur of The Angel Islington and the flotsam and jetsam of Upper Street on a Sunday morning looked kind of beautiful.

London looked like it looked the first time I ever saw it.

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