London - Day 1
So Wednesday I caddied for Rebecca in the US Women's Open Qualifier. Unfortunetly we didn't do as good as we wished, specially when the caddie cannot read yardages! (sorry for that one Reb). On the good note, Nicole did qualify for the next round (Nicole was another of my proteges as coach), so we did go out in downtown Houston to celebrate Wednesday night!
And so the journey started Thursday morning. The first freaky stop was believe it or not the Detroit airport. It looked like something out of a Stanley Kubrik movie, all futuristic and stuff. I walked through this hall that might have been about 300 yards long with lights of all colors flashing through the oval-shaped ceiling, making a sort of pattern around but at the same time with no pattern at all. There was a soothing music going on as well, kind of like the one you would hear in a surreal doctor's waiting room or something. It is hard to describe as you can tell. Then I walked in the terminal with fountains with jumping water squirts, indoor train and live birds going around the ceiling (although I think the birds were not supposed ot be there). My last meal in the US... a Big Mac!!
And I was off to London!!!
I arrived at 6am local time, grabbed my bags and off to the subway. Nice trains, kind of small but alright... and I get to see the city; so much brick, and green, and trash, and dirt, and clouds, and different kinds of people... just like I imagined it. Although the streets are not very clean, the air feels fresh, the trees are very green and healthy and the green mushy outgrowings on the brick walls give hundreds of different tonalities to the walls. Hooray for the rain!
I made it to my brother's friend's (Alex) apartment on East London and after a little altercation with the neighbors, I got in, left my stuff and went downtown to meet Sarah, a high school classmate of mine who lives here with her husband. I had some time to kill so I started walking around the subway station she told me to meet her at. Lots of little parks, and two story buses, 1920-gangster-looking taxi cabs and then I ran into the British Museum, which has free admission! So I decided to do the "right" thing and culturize myself. Man, they have stuff from EVERYWHERE in the world, I mean, from every single important civilization that was mentioned in my history classes throughout the years. It just made me think on how far the British Empire's "hand" has reached out into the world in history. Pretty neat stuff.
And so the journey started Thursday morning. The first freaky stop was believe it or not the Detroit airport. It looked like something out of a Stanley Kubrik movie, all futuristic and stuff. I walked through this hall that might have been about 300 yards long with lights of all colors flashing through the oval-shaped ceiling, making a sort of pattern around but at the same time with no pattern at all. There was a soothing music going on as well, kind of like the one you would hear in a surreal doctor's waiting room or something. It is hard to describe as you can tell. Then I walked in the terminal with fountains with jumping water squirts, indoor train and live birds going around the ceiling (although I think the birds were not supposed ot be there). My last meal in the US... a Big Mac!!
And I was off to London!!!
I arrived at 6am local time, grabbed my bags and off to the subway. Nice trains, kind of small but alright... and I get to see the city; so much brick, and green, and trash, and dirt, and clouds, and different kinds of people... just like I imagined it. Although the streets are not very clean, the air feels fresh, the trees are very green and healthy and the green mushy outgrowings on the brick walls give hundreds of different tonalities to the walls. Hooray for the rain!
I made it to my brother's friend's (Alex) apartment on East London and after a little altercation with the neighbors, I got in, left my stuff and went downtown to meet Sarah, a high school classmate of mine who lives here with her husband. I had some time to kill so I started walking around the subway station she told me to meet her at. Lots of little parks, and two story buses, 1920-gangster-looking taxi cabs and then I ran into the British Museum, which has free admission! So I decided to do the "right" thing and culturize myself. Man, they have stuff from EVERYWHERE in the world, I mean, from every single important civilization that was mentioned in my history classes throughout the years. It just made me think on how far the British Empire's "hand" has reached out into the world in history. Pretty neat stuff.
Then I met Sarah for lunch... Steak and Kidney Pie!! delicious!!!
I met Alex at his flat that night, we went out for dinner at his girlfriend's apartment and we went clubbing walking distance from their places. We went to this club called 93 Feet East where they played live music. Little place with a unkept sort of feel to it, and guess what, the live band was playing COUNTRY!!! All this travel for this? Alex commented how weird it was so we left for another club called Cargo. There we danced a little and tried the local cider to end the night with a Salt&Beef sandwich (meat & mustard on a bagel).
cheers mates!
1 comment:
mmmmmmo! sounds like you're having a blast so far, but you better watch your waist line =P
ps. forsh is still hung over...haha!
/your 2 favorites ;)
ps 2. yardage misstake forgiven.
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