Monthly Archives: November 2003

The Marble Arch

A woman walks under the marble arch and there is almost a rumble as the pigeons fly towards her. She is nearly doubled over, her back is hunched with the weight of shopping bags and from age. She is surrounded … Continue reading

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Victoria and Albert Museum

Wow. Wow. This was one of Avery’s recommendations, a must see in London, and I have to say that it is indeed. The V&A contains clothes, furniture, ironwork, 6 HUGE Cartoons by Rapheal (Cartoon being a drawing on paper, used … Continue reading

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oops, what does that red light mean?

Today I walked and walked and walked and walked all over Picadilly Circus, Hyde Park, and apparently the Red Light District of London. I didn’t know there was one. First I saw one club advertising “Striptease.” Then I saw a … Continue reading

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Things I think make the internet worthwhile.

I sit glued to a computer minimum 5 days a week, but toss in a sprinkle of email and surfing on the weekends and it is rare to find one 24 hour period when I am not online. I’m not … Continue reading

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“Top 46 signs you are a Londoner” or “Leahs Goals”

1. You say “the city” and expect everyone to know which one. 2. You secretly envy cabbies for their driving skill, till you go to Tokyo. 3. You have never been to The Tower or Madame Tussaud’s but love Brighton. … Continue reading

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After 8 or 9 years…

My Spanish professor at Millikin gave me the address of a student studying english in Spain. Susana and I became pen pals and were the only two people in our classes to have a succesful pen-pal experience. We never switched … Continue reading

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Horses, horses, horses…

Sometimes at night, I hear a horse going down King’s Rd. Somehow, it didn’t bother me in the slightest to hear a horse passing by my apartment in the middle of the night. After all, my La Plata friends surely … Continue reading

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