Phil spent a day orientating, and we had a meal out at a Vietnamese place. It was newly opened and the food was spicy and fresh. The area is jammed with Asian restaurants of all sort, which makes us very happy after 18 years of little but Italian and bad Chinese. (And the Culinary Institute, but they don't do takeout.)
On Friday the three of us headed to Westminster to take a boat ride down the Thames to Greenwich with the London Centre students and administrators. I met a number of the students, all of whom seemed excited and pleased to be there. The boat ride was typical tourist stuff: a guide with a fake cockney accent giving info and telling extremely
Sadly, BT left us on Saturday, though he will return. He made it back to JFK without incident (but with no seatback TV -- curses on you, Virgin Atlantic!). Lonely without him, on Sunday we explored and shopped, locating the necessities (gym, Indian restaurant, Thai restaurant, pizza restaurant, two bookstores).We happened on a film crew shooting an episode of a popular TV series set in the 1950s called Grantchester, which explained why all the passers-by were wearing wide pleated pants or hats with veils. We also came across an upscale farmers' market selling honey, pastries, neckties, and beer, where a minstrel serenaded shoppers with Leonard Cohen's "Hallelujah."
I have really missed city life...
Our pubs for the week:
|on nearby Clerkenwell Road|
|around the corner, BT's favorite|
|our spot--they have Belgian beers!|
*Well, it was quiet until early this morning, when a construction crew arrived to hammer and scrape down the concrete walls in the courtyard. Just like Belgium -- but two hours later. And with more tea breaks.