Blogue d'un québécois expatrié en Angleterre. Comme toute forme d'autobiographie est constituée d'une large part de fiction, j'ai décidé de nommer le blogue Vraie Fiction.
Thursday, 16 July 2015
There is a bit of variety coming in the monotony of everyday life: we will soon spend a day in London, with friends of ours and their family. I have ambivalent feelings about London. As a child and a tourist, going there for the first time in 1988, it was the first foreign city I visited and I fell in love with it. For me, it was the epitome of English civilization. As an adult living in England, I visited it more often, especially when I was unemployed in 2008 (going for job interviews or to register with job agencies) and I grew seriously tired of it and saw London as a dirty, stinky, smoky, busy megalopolis, peopled with drones and rotten to the chore. I blogged about it fairly often. I love some places in London, but not the whole city. And every time I go there I try to make peace with it. I will try again. If everything, it will be excuse for a longish train journey and I love traveling by train. Even though coming to London by Paddington Station is not a pretty sight. And our friends have young children, some of whom have never seen London before. It will fun to rediscover London with them. In any case, it will be a nice change of pace.