Remembering Brixton

The first thing that struck me about London was that not only do the fabled red double-decker buses exist, they do so in an unnerving abundance. There is one round every corner it seems.

Next, I was awed by the number of tourists there. It had never struck me that London was a prime tourist destination. Touring the British museum, I must have heard a language from every continent. There were large groups of Asian tourists staring awesomely at the huge statue of Buddha, Scandinavian couples gaping dumbfounded at the remnants of Egyptian mummies, American students marvelling at the sheer scope of ancient Greek Civilisation and me- wondering if there were any Londoners in London.

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Written by fungaijames on July 30th, 2005 with no comments.
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