8/17/06
Where The Blackberries Grow
It all started at the local library. We checked out "Your Guide To London"... a catchy little guide book detailing the best sites and events London has to offer. Shawn's been working like crazy, and I thought it would be nice to surprise him with a little "field trip" on his day off. Of the 30 'not-to-be-missed' sites, Hampstead Heath is number 2. What was meant to be a lovely surpise trip to London's most pristine kite-flying, Georgian archetechuring, underground-well watering, Freud museuming, largest collection of ancient instumenting picnic, complete with bagel sandwiches - actually ended up as a lovely bus-missing, 15 mile ghetto strolling, lost wandering, no cool instrument or psycho-couch seeing, pointless hiatus in the strangest wooded wasteland in England.
When I mean to surprise a person... watch out.
These are small video clips my camera took documenting the torture, when we were so lost, we thought we might end up sleeping in the number 2 not-to-be-missed site in London. Hampstead heath has a bad reputation as a hot spot for strange evening activities between members of the same gender... with creepy old pop rock musicians. We were both relieved to exit before George Michael made his twilight appearance.
Who knows what adventures number 1 might hold!
8/17/06
Where The Blackberries Grow
It all started at the local library. We checked out "Your Guide To London"... a catchy little guide book detailing the best sites and events London has to offer. Shawn's been working like crazy, and I thought it would be nice to surprise him with a little "field trip" on his day off. Of the 30 'not-to-be-missed' sites, Hampstead Heath is number 2. What was meant to be a lovely surpise trip to London's most pristine kite-flying, Georgian archetechuring, underground-well watering, Freud museuming, largest collection of ancient instumenting picnic, complete with bagel sandwiches - actually ended up as a lovely bus-missing, 15 mile ghetto strolling, lost wandering, no cool instrument or psycho-couch seeing, pointless hiatus in the strangest wooded wasteland in England.
When I mean to surprise a person... watch out.
These are small video clips my camera took documenting the torture, when we were so lost, we thought we might end up sleeping in the number 2 not-to-be-missed site in London. Hampstead heath has a bad reputation as a hot spot for strange evening activities between members of the same gender... with creepy old pop rock musicians. We were both relieved to exit before George Michael made his twilight appearance.
Who knows what adventures number 1 might hold!
1 comment:
Wow! We love the video clip. Didn't know you could do that. It was fun to see Shawn and share your adventure. We're glad you didn't get lost forever. Post more of those in the future!
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