Day 8
Today is our last day in the city, so
it is a rest day, because, even as a tourist, you have to take a
rest.
A nice walk to Balham, to check in on
our flight (no printer at the Airbnb we are staying at) and get an
Obsever.
We walk down a little street, just to
see and explore and come up on another little high street. We are
feeling tired but I think a bus ride is in order, just to “see”.
Lo and behold, the bus that passes on this street goes all the way
downtown and passes very near to the British Museum, which, somehow,
we have not stuffed into our itinerary. We mainly wanted to see the
Turners. They have not only the regular exhibit, but also a special
one of his work. Very beautiful, especially the semi abstract ones of
storms and the sea. Finding out way back to the room, some nice
dinner and then the packing. Please to not let me forget anything!
I do have a photo to post later, but the camera is in my backpack, my back is crying for a bed and i will post it with all the other end of trip souvenirs.
With the flight yet to do, I'm not sure
yet, how I feel. Tired? Seen more than I can possibly remember. Our
times have changed for things like a “Continental” visit. It used
to be that one would sketch, or write about what was seen. Now we
photograph everything and hope to remember what “that” view was.
I am hoping to remember all this, with
little moments that stand out, for a very long time. Never being sure
of health or wealth, I savour the travel I am fortunate enough to do.
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