This is my view as I emerge from the Tube in the morning. You’d think I would be hard to impress, given that I grew up with the New York skyline, but something about seeing the clouds clearing over St. Paul’s Cathedral each morning has been strangely moving.
London in the early morning is not like New York. There just isn't the same hustle and bustle. The day seems to get started later here, so 7:00 a.m. feels more like 5:00am back home. There aren’t that many people on the street yet, and you can actually get a seat on the Tube. It never fails to amaze me how in New York I always have to stand on the Subway, even at 6:30 in the morning. While New Yorkers are on the go around the clock, I'm getting the idea that Londoners just do not do mornings. The gym here doesn't even offer morning classes!
London in the early morning is not like New York. There just isn't the same hustle and bustle. The day seems to get started later here, so 7:00 a.m. feels more like 5:00am back home. There aren’t that many people on the street yet, and you can actually get a seat on the Tube. It never fails to amaze me how in New York I always have to stand on the Subway, even at 6:30 in the morning. While New Yorkers are on the go around the clock, I'm getting the idea that Londoners just do not do mornings. The gym here doesn't even offer morning classes!
2 comments:
Where do you get the time to write all this stuff??? No wonder Goldman snatched you up. You are the best thing since sliced bread. But of course I'm prejudiced, I'm Mimlet :)
The July 4th party in Oakdale was interesting. Plenty of food . . but the weather was certainly nasty. Windy, time for jeans and believe it or not, blankies!!! We missed, you, too. I am so glad to see your blog. Love n kisses Mim
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