
London, London, London… As a photographer, this was a city I wanted to visit for some time and with the help of a plane ticket and some motivation, my dream came true!
Towering over Trafalgar Square is the impressively tall and observant Admiral Lord Nelson – his 165ft statue watches crowds of people that go by daily.
I had a few hours and a great desire to see the sights city. Clearly, a compromise was necessary – a tour of London on the traditional method of transport… a bus. Fortunately, the variety of sightseeing tours is overwhelming for a simple civilian in the “belly of the beast”, so choice was not an issue. A real drawback however, proved to be the cold and unpleasant rain, seemingly dooming England into a humid state for the next few centuries.
Trying not to miss anything important for a photographer is a job difficult enough – I had to manoeuvre myself as much as possible to pay attention to details. My prayers were answered; I found a seat atop the open-roofed double-decker bus with no struggle – London was mine to see!
Cabs and buses identical to the one I was occupying scurried around me and for the next few hours, life felt much faster in pace than it did before.
Tourists, like ants, their progression was blinding in comparison to the speedy locals and for the first time, I noticed that the city mentality of “get out of the way or suffer the consequences”, was clearly lost on us.
Tourists, like ants, their progression was blinding in comparison to the speedy locals and for the first time, I noticed that the city mentality of “get out of the way or suffer the consequences”, was clearly lost on us.
Amidst the commotion and chaos it’s difficult to miss the numerous and almost obnoxious amounts of advertising placed in a non-strategic manner across the city. An unpopular method of transport in the ironically frequent English weather is bicycle hire – pay the money and Godspeed, just return the bike back in a mint condition!
I had yet to see any volunteers, considering the weather conditions that day. A familiar expression used worldwide comes to mind for good reason – “typical English weather”, Europeans laugh and the experience of change was very obvious to me.
Rain to cloudy skies to a milky-white sky in the endless city, press repeat, enjoy! Any chances of seeing the sun that day? “Yeah, keep dreaming” the sky almost mocks. A summer’s day full of umbrellas, raincoats was the only array of colour.
No end in sight to the tour just yet, the pace is picking up by the moment! There you see a telephone booth perched next to Thames, why not enjoy the view while calling to break up with your partner?
Up ahead are engineering constructions protruding from the river itself, there’s the entrance to the (infamous) London Underground, the bane of existence for any Londoner without a car, a homeless man is seated under an ‘Entrance Forbidden’ sign. Rules are made for breaking, yes?
Over there are the ultra-modern skyscrapers with loud architectural designs piercing the skies, here are perfectly restored houses and coming together into the modern scenery are churches and museums, castles and bridges, like ancient and contemporary fairy tales combined into one metropolis named LONDON.
Photo by Ivan Russ www.interphotoagency.com
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