ever since i was an undergrad at uga, i've wanted to visit england. not to shop, but to see the bits of the literary history that have been taught to me. so we get to atl, and guess who is on our flight? my english advisor from good ol' park hall in athens ga. she's going to teach a study abroad class at oxford this fall. weirdly encouraging.
today we simply walked around, familiarized ourselves with the tube, the buses, etc. we strolled bayswater st and portobello rd. and i notice the manpri's are quite trendy. capris, but for men. i like them despite what several of my male friends say. i think they're quite alright.
kensington palace and hyde park are beautiful (we visited these places as well). i could spend a whole day on the grass reading a book, but i can do that anywhere....with grass. parents taking their babies for a stroll, couples reading to each other under a tree, picnics in the grass, study groups, runners, dog-walkers, etc. all glimpses of reality taking place.
i felt like stieglitz or some photographer...not because i had a camera, but because i could see the value of a moment. not just this afternoon, but all day. the moment with my advisor in the airport: i picked the right major after all. the manpri moment: the memory of a manpri comment popped in my head, and i laughed. life just made sense in the manpri moment. i have no idea why, except for a bit of joy that shines in laughter. moments of reflection in a park where other people are having moments...alone, with ipods, with a book, with friends, whatever.
someone is making all things new. a small world suddenly becomes big again...in moments.
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