Last Wednesday I was bored of hanging around the house and decided to go out. I didn’t have any specific plans, though I wanted to go to the National Portrait Gallery and the OXO Tower if possible.

Whilst on the train to Victoria I decided to get off at Clapham Junction and see my brother at work. We caught up for a few moments in between customers, and I bought a cheap camera off him (Sony Cybershot, 6MP for £70 including accessories cos they didn’t have a box for it).

Afterwards, I visited the nearby Debenhams department store and bought some clothes. Then I decided to get a bus into central London. I caught a single-decker bus (route 239) which was heading to Victoria. There was just me and a few elderly women on the bus. After a little while I looked out and saw a great view of the Thames at Battersea. I decided to get off the bus at the next stop and take some pics of that view.

I saw a few brave joggers making their way along the walk, plus a man and his dog (which leapt up on me in a friendly way).

When my hands got too cold to take any more snaps I decided to continue on my way to central London. While walking to the bus stop I noticed these two dogs who’d been left alone in their owner’s car. They looked terribly sad. I hope that their owner(s) went back for them soon.

I got a different bus (route 49), which was heading to Shepherd’s Bush via Kensington. What the hell, I thought. It was a lovely scenic journey, crossing over Battersea bridge then venturing into the posh area of Kensington. I ended up in Shepherd’s Bush after all. I visited the shopping centre and had a toasted sandwich at a café.

Then this cute Chinese guy gave me a 15 minute Tui Na massage. It was more of an invigorating massage than a relaxing one.

After that I took a 94 bus to Oxford Street (after being misdirected by a different bus driver, and ending up at Acton - which was actually fine, cos I was able to reminisce about my music college which was nearby). There was loads of traffic at the Marble Arch side of Oxford Street so I ended up getting off early and walking down to Oxford Circus, which was where a certain card shop I liked was situated. They were selling 2008 calendars at half-price so I picked up a tropical island one for £2.50.

By this time I was tired so I got a 159 to Brixton then got my bus home. I really enjoyed my day out, and the great thing about travelling on the bus is that you can identity new places that you’d like to visit at a later date. Try to do that on the tube.

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By the way, I read on Jamaipanese’s blog that London is officially the greatest city in the world in terms of cultural and economic influence (Tokyo was fourth).

Written by PJ | Posted in my life

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