Getting out of the hoods
Trip Start Apr 01, 2008
33Trip End Jun 30, 2008
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in 34 chance of losing your luggage) chilling out in the BA lounge
waiting for our flight to Prague, which leave in a couple of hours.
The last couple of days in London have been good, although on balance I
think I preferred NYC... As much as I have enjoyed the US and the UK I
have to say that our cultures are just that bit too close for my
liking, so I am really looking forward to arriving somewhere as
culturally different as the Czech Republic, especially once we get out
the last disaster of a blog we have been to the The Old Operating
Theatre museum (Gaynor's decision), which consisted entirely of an
original and untouched 1822 Operating theatre located in the roof
cavity of a church don near London Bridge (discovered again in 1950
after being boarded up in 1860). It included a demonstration of
surgery techniques and highlighted by one schoolboy fainting and
collapsing in the middle of the presentation (great times...). The
weather final improved yesterday (showers interspersed with sun,
sometimes simultaneously) so we headed to Hyde Park and Kensington
Palace in the morning and were off to Camden Markets in the afternoon
We also managed to catch 2 shows in the West End nd it turned
out they were at the opposite ends of the spectrum... The first show
we caught was Chicago, and it was brilliant... Everything a Musical
should be, slick, sexy, fun and professionally done. Absolutely loved
it and would go again in a heartbeat. Into the Hoods on the other hand
(yes we got there last night... Unfortunately for yours truly) was,
well, an extended Rock Eisteddfod entry... I am really struggling to
figure out how it can call itself, either and Musical or theatre?
There was no band (it could have been soooo cool if only they had had
an MC mixing live on stage), no singing, no story line and not even any
dancing (its pretty embarrassing when the best dancing is after the
show has finished). The music wasn't even mixed... It just cut from
one song to the next every 30 seconds (or less)... It really was like
sitting through a long Rock Eisteddfod... Needless to say I got v.
bored, but to my absolute surprise the pom's loved it... It didn't
matters that the best dancer was the whitest black man in history...
Standing Ovation WTF????????
Anyway, heading back to Shepard's Bush after the show in disbelief and
in stitches we couldn't help but look around at our local drug dealer
on the corner, the drunks in the park and the gangsters harrassing the
girls in the bus stop and think that we were already in the hoods...
So until next installment from Prague, hope you all are well and keep those emails coming...