London Saga: Part 7

Another wonderful day in London.

Before I begin, I have to say something about London and the weather. *Ahem*

So today dawned bright and beautiful and clear, so I pranced out to class wearing a long-sleeve shirt and shorts. But by lunch, I came to my senses and changed into jeans, which turned out to be a good idea, because the afternoon quickly turned cloudy and RAINY. But not just a downpour, which I can handle. It was this thick, drizzly mess that didn't come straight down, but rather blew sideways from every direction.

I love London, but I'm not sure if I could deal with the schizophrenic weather every single day.

Anyway, so after class, we went to the Saatchi Gallery in Chelsea, which I really enjoyed -- strange, because I don't usually like modern art. The woman who was  giving us a talk about the art was ... well, she just talked so quietly I couldn't hear a single word. But I entertained myself by watching an impromptu soccer game in front of the gallery, so that was fine.

The current exhibit was called Newspeak (after the Orwell novel, yes), and while I didn't quite 'get' everything, I think I had an overall good experience.

Then came a walking tour of Chelsea, and we stopped in front of many of the houses that once belonged to famous Londoners. I think this would have been much more pleasant if it hadn't rained incessantly.

The tour de force of the evening, however, was Wicked. It took me a while to get into the play, but once I did ... wow. It blew me away.

The ending was really different from the original play, but I preferred this ending. (Won't give away anything here.) I highly recommend seeing it.