Thursday, October 31, 2013

Where's The LSP?!?

Good Old KLM

"Where's the LSP?" I hear you ask, in that worried, angsty kind of way.The answer's simple, Nairobi, London and now... Aberystwyth! "Aber" is a Welsh seaside town and a member of the famous rock band, the Scorpions, had a mansion here. He had to sell it when he started running out of ready money.

All Saint's Cathedral, Nairobi

Nairobi was interesting and made me want to go on a horse safari in the Great Rift Valley, which is the stuff of legend, mystery and adventure. You can do that for around the price of two return tickets from Calgary to Toronto, so I'm saving up. I liked the Anglican cathedral and the coffee, which was absurdly strong; useful if you're slaving away over a hot computer in the press room. 


Then it was back to the endurance test that is modern air travel. When we got to Heathrow, via Schipol, the pilot announced that there'd be a delay while "Military Police" conducted a "security check." Two cops in flak jackets and machine guns boarded the plane; one stationed himself aft while the other advanced down the craft. He took an African woman off the plane. Hey. Welcome to England.

Someone, please, invite me on a horse safari.

That said, London was huge fun. The city's now home to all these novelty skyscrapers, which the comedic Brits have  given pet names to, like the Gherkin, the Shard, the Walkie-Talkie and so on. 

The Shard, built by Robot Hesse

The Walkie-Talkie's a menace and apparently caused fires during the summer by reflecting sunlight onto cars and trash, like a massive laser. Who knew that mad Sci-Fi Nazis had taken over Britain's architectural establishment?


Two days later I got to Aber. It was raining. I stood by the lighthouse and watched the waves crash into the pier.

More later.


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