London
I made a trip with two of my housemates to London on the Saturday of February 12th. Well, to be precise, I made a trip to the British Library to investigate some documents, and then met up with my friends on Edgware Road. As an aside: the British Library system is terrifyingly efficient. All the books I requested arrived on time and to the right room with only two days of prior notice. When I came to register for a Reader Pass last term, I was done in less than ten minutes. The only complaint I have is that for volumes of, for example, periodicals, the website often does not say how many volumes are in a single book. Thus, as I learned the hard way, one cannot simply write “Please give me all the volumes published between years x and y” but must book every single volume separately. This, of course, means that multiple requests will be cancelled, as there is often no way to tell how many volumes there are per book.
Anyway, once
we met on Edgware Road, my housemate Luqman proposed that we visit a Middle
Eastern bookstore “in the neighbourhood” before eating lunch. A forty-minute
walk and two purchased volumes of Persian poetry later, we ended up very hungry
and (rather thematically) ate lunch at a Persian restaurant. We then visited
Hyde Park and somehow walked all the way to Westminster Cathedral, allowing for
this comical exchange: “Wait, are those two women cutting up a baby?” “That’s
the Judgement of Solomon.” We continued eastwards along the Thames and ate Pho
on the outskirts of Chinatown for dinner.
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