Day Two in London-town

This atmospheric, if illegible, photo was taken as I walked along the Thames with  a group of fellow student travelers. The river was on our left, bustling with river tours stuffed with tourists (I say this without judgement, as someone who was once similarly stuffed). But that's not what this picture is of, since they turned out blurry(er) and sad. No, this picture was taken as we walked on the riverbank through trees twisted round with lights. It was almost suspiciously lovely, like we were in a cosmopolitan fairy-land. 

It wasn't a relaxed fairy stroll, however, as we had just left dinner and were on our way to Timon of Athens at the Globe; and, of course, we were horrendously late. (This may explain the blurriness of the previous photo.)  We charmed our way in, but most of the group ended up leaving at intermission anyway. I and a few others stayed, and were rewarded with the sight of classically trained Shakespearean actors smearing each other with (hopefully fake) feces. I can't really explain more than that, not out of any misplaced desire to keep this clean, but out of bewilderment. 

Tune in next time for day three; perhaps I won't be in a foul mood then. Word to the wise: awful, awful weather can be more of a depressant than it should be. Hail, Britannia. 

But never fear, on the morrow (indeed, almost too bright and early for a night owl like me) we head back to London! 

Predicted weather: pouring rain.