Start of my trip

My part of this adventure started with a transatlantic trip on Aer Lingus, the Irish airline. Once in the air, I asked one of the flight attendants what movie would be showing. Even though I had already looked it up in the in flight magazine, I just wanted to hear her say “The Dukes of Hazzard” in her Irish brogue. After landing in London, I made my way to the underground train, “the Tube”, for the trip downtown. As I was getting ready to board the train, I remembered that I had left my coat on a chair in another part of the airport. So, I trudged back up the long, long escalator, back through the gates, back to where I’d left my coat and, by a miracle, it was there! By now any chance of acting like anything but a typical bewildered tourist was out the window.

We are staying in the heart of downtown London, where the place names all seem to have an historic ring: Picadilly Circus, Bond Street, Marble Arch. The pub around the corner from our hotel looked like it had probably been there for for quite a while longer than your average TGI Fridays. The streets are filled with shops of all kinds from junky little kiosks selling Union Jack underwear to the ultra elite jewelry and clothing stores too intimidating to enter. There also seem to be about 3 or 4 cell phone stores on each block.

We did a little filming today but mainly observing and listening to everything around us. I am still fascinated by the English accent (OK, I am a tourist) and I’ve spent a lot of time just eavesdropping on conversations. Tonight we plan to do some more serious interviewing and filming. Of course we’ll be doing it in a pub so maybe it won’t be all that serious.

Filed under Journals, Bob Roeglin, UK.

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