Stepping quickly out of the airport, waiting for the bus and looking at the sky. Keeping on smiling.
Getting on the bus and starting a hiccuped journey to London. Spending one hour in a massive traffic jam chatting with an Italian mother who came to visit her daughter. “She been living in London for 8 eight years now.. She likes it, she is happy here”
(you have no idea madam, how much I share your daughter’s feelings..)
Once in London, the bus first stooped at Liverpool Tube station. Then it drove through the City, past the river banks and a red London Eye. Past the Parliament, the Big Ben, the Westminster Abbey. I spotted St.Paul’s Cathedral behind nineteenth century buildings. Weak beams of light came from the pub windows.
("Nothing will ever be as beautiful as London by night..")
(you have no idea madam, how much I share your daughter’s feelings..)
Once in London, the bus first stooped at Liverpool Tube station. Then it drove through the City, past the river banks and a red London Eye. Past the Parliament, the Big Ben, the Westminster Abbey. I spotted St.Paul’s Cathedral behind nineteenth century buildings. Weak beams of light came from the pub windows.
("Nothing will ever be as beautiful as London by night..")
That night London was to me the most romantic place on earth. I was being given the most colourful, calm, fulfilling embrace of all.
What a welcome back – I thought.
One final bus drive and then I will be in a city that I know far too well. No hidden corners there for me.
I have so longed for this moment.. I can’t stop smiling..
What a welcome back – I thought.
One final bus drive and then I will be in a city that I know far too well. No hidden corners there for me.
I have so longed for this moment.. I can’t stop smiling..
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