panic on the streets of london

The trek to my London hostel seemed a bit of a marathon, but all went well. Due to lack of internet access, you'll have to settle for messages scrawled frantically on a public computer. London is quite absosmurfly amazing. Amazing...and very very expensive. I've spent the last couple of days walking just about non-stop. I went around and took in a great deal of the obligatory landmarks and so on. Westminster Abbey is particularly wonderful. Earlier today, I went up in the London Eye, ate lunch in park and headed to a performance of Blood Brothers. I must say, my version was put to shame. I'm thinking about heading out to the Camden markets tomorrow. It's very interesting seeing the city transform, somewhat dramatically, throughout the day: mid-afternoon comings-and-goings, the mayhem that ensues when everyone gets off work, and the late evening energy. Much of the city is very refreshing--the diversity and history and existence of culture. It gives the appearance of being very organized and orderly. I'm always being watched and being reminded of being watched. There are always voices telling me to do things (no, not those voices--other people hear them too). I'm not certain yet whether the order is merely an illusion. Getting around can be a bit difficult -- the tube is very easy to use, but I find the streets confusing. I enjoy the politeness of the city officials, though I find the general London attitude to be a bit peculiar -- something I can't quite put my finger on yet. I hope you're doing well in your various endeavours and such.

I may need new feet when I return.