Greetings from pub country!
We indulged in a few must see spots this afternoon in
The river, Big Ben, and Parliament experiences were pretty much limited to this: “Hey, there it is! Cool!” Then we took some photos and tried not to step on the very small Asians all around. To be sure, it was still poignant standing in the presence of such iconic monuments. We pushed on the Westminster Abbey, “the finest church in the English speaking world,” according to Jeremy Irons, our audio tour guide. I’m glad it was as fine as it was since we paid ₤27 to get in, that’s $40 to the Yanks. John and I agreed wholeheartedly, after the tour, that it was worth every quid. The architecture inside is both oppressive and sublime at once, typical of medieval style buildings. Though not the most ornate or breathtaking church I’ve ever visited, the historical import of the place was enough to baffle me. Westminster Abbey is one of the oldest structures in
After the Abbey, we continued to the Tate Britain, a museum housing works by British artists exclusively. (They did cheat some of the time, though, and included works by foreigners that were created in country.) There were a lot of paintings of Lord and Lady What’s-their-names. Duke This and Duchess That. We skimmed those pretty quickly. They only had two or three of their Blake paintings on display, which was a major bummer for John. We did see a handful of lovely Pre-Raphaelite works along with several rooms filled with sublime, immense landscape paintings. Along with these finds, the real treat of the tour, for us, were the modern and contemporary galleries. It’s just a taste of what’s to come when we visit the Tate Modern later in the week. I’ll have more enthusiasm for that one, I’m sure.
Our final destination was
Well, this day really kicked our butts. We already took a late afternoon nap – snooze-fest from about until , and now we’re considering doing some more field research on the exotic pub culture. Even though it runs like water and is as ubiquitous as the air itself, the beer is still a treat for us – a tasty one.