Samstag, 14. Dezember 2013

'What would you say If you had to leave today?' - London part III

'What would you do
If it all came back to you?
Each crest of each wave
Bright as lightning'

My last day in London. I wanted to go to Highgate Cemetary to see the grave of Karl Marx. There two parts of that cemetary. The west one is kind of famous and expensive to get into, also you have book the tour which is just once a day, but the east part of the cemetary is not so expensive to get into and there is lying Karl Marx. I was kind of nervous, because the place was not on my maps, because it was a little way out in the north, Archway station of the Northern Line to be exact. But in the end I managed quite well to find it. I walked again very much through some park, that was in the area. Then I found the cemetary with the graveyards. Although I don't believe in the cult that is around graves (I don't to be buried or anything when I'm dead one day), I really like the atmosphere on graveyards and I especially like british ones, because they look so old. I made some many photos, please forgive me.

I found the monument they made for Karl Marx, you can see it in the one photo below. The one with the big head. It looks hideous doesn't it? Well, that's what I thought. I couldn't believe that this is the actual grave of Karl Marx. So I did a little research and some adventerous wandering through the graves and found the original one. You see it below as well. Doesn't it look so much simpler and far more what Karl Marx would fit? 50 years ago they digged him out of that and put him into that monument thing. Awful.

After that I went into the park again and to the tearoom they had there to have a tea and a sandwich. "For the first time in years I feel homesick like a child. I never thought I would ever feel this way again. I thought that was behind me because I believe you find home in yourself. Maybe I am just lonely right now. Big city blues. Although I am in a park right now... Some know this phenomenon. To be lonely amongst people. On the one hand it's probably because we all hide in ourselves behind our walls. On the other hand no matter what we do we always be alone, even when we really make an effort to let people in."

'But you're not the only one
And you know it's only fair
When you close your eyes
Who's there'

I went to Camden Town again and completed a christmas present, then I took the train to Piccadilly Circus to meet Jon and later Sarah. We went to a japanese restaurant to eat ramen. When I think of it I mainly ate asian when we were out. After that Sarah and me went to the theatre to watch the play Mojo with the actors Brendan Coyle (Downton Abbey), Rupert Grint (Harry Potter), Colin Morgan (Merlin) and for me most important because I think he is one of the best actors we have these days, Ben Wishaw (The Perfume, Skyfall, The Tempest, Cloud atlas, Richard II, The Hour). It was set in London in the 50s with a lot of criminal energy and blood. It was incredibly well played by all of them (although Brendan Coyle seemed surprisingly pale in his acting compared to the others). I'm now even more in love with Ben Wishaws talent and I really want to watch The Hour now.

The next day I took the train to the airport in the morning and coincidently I sat infront of Joe Dempsie (aka. Gendry of Game of Thrones). He must live around Stretham then. No, I didn't ask for a photo or an autograph because I'm just not that kind of person. But I think that was a very cool ending for this journey.
when I arrived in Hamburg again around 5pm I had to rush to work and I think that is one of the reasons why I needed until today to feel rested again. Last night my best friend slept over and we slept until lunch time. I usually don't do that but I guess I needed that sleep.

I hope you enjoyed reading this,

Cheers mates~

'And so I long for your beacon riverside Where I rest tonight' - London part II

'I've been so tired
One child, I wait for room to spare
I can't wait, child, and ride
It's all an empire long beheaded'

The sunday was quite an relaxing day. Sarah and Jon were sleeping long, me of course was awake already quite early. I watched a british cooking show. Some dude who puts everything into pies. Some things looked delicious and some things just insane. "We had the typical british breakfast. Eggs, toast, bacon & beans and I dicovered my love for brown sauce. Then me and Sarah took the train to Bricklane to see the Sundays Up Market again. The last time in London I was there already and I really liked it so much that I had to go again. Some things changed but some remained the same. Like Kitty Valentine was still there. I bought a little something for me and christmas presents. We continued to walk along Bricklane until it got dark and we took the train to Southbank because Sarah wanted to show me the christmas market. It's pretty much a german christmas market with Glühwein and Schokoküssen. But we also saw a pretty arcade and people ice skating. We decided to get take out at home so we could eat together with Jon. Jon is Malaysian so we had malaysian food of a place that is very well loved by the malaysians around that area because it tastes like home. The food was so good!! I have never eaten malaysian before and while Sarah and Jon were chatting while eating I could barely say a thing because my mouth was always stuffed with some goodness. Later that night we watched a funny british TV show called 'Black Books' which I liked so much, I decided to buy it."

Oh you can wait
For what I can give
You know what I am
So you know how I live

The next day Sarah and Jon had to work, so I went on my own into town. "I took the train to Oxford Street and actually wanted to find a cash machine but instead I lost my way through diverse shops." In the end I found some nice stuff (including Black Books Season 1-3) and still no cashing machine, somehow I also had no idea where I was and took a rest in a tearoom for a tea and a sandwich. After I was recharged I was able to manage to find a way to a street I already knew from one day before. I don't how but somehow I ended up there. So I was walking up to St. Pauls, found a cash machine thankfully, had a quick look into the Tate Modern and then went to Sarahs workplace at Moorgate. I was a little early so I waited with a tea at Starbucks, until Jon arrived as well. When Sarah came off work we went together to the bar Nightjar. This bar is quite an event and as far as I know the second best bar in the world. Although Sarah said, who was at the very best bar in the world as well, that Nightjar should actually be the best bar in the world. You had to book a table and when we arrived, it wasn't a shop or anything, it was just a door crammed between two other doors and security looked at his list, if we are actually allowed to go downstairs. Yes, downstairs. The design of this bar is very 20s, as well as the music. If you click on the link you will see some more pictures because I wasn't able to take a good one of the interior. It was very dark. The drinks were not cheap, but they were so worth it.

The first two ones are the ones I had. Nightjar Boulevardiere (Whiskey, Vermouth, Absinth, Campari) and Twelve Mile Limit (Bourbon, Rum, Cognac, Sesame, Grenadine, Lemon). The third picture is Absinth, Jon ordered it for himself. On a mondays night, haha. Anyway I'm usually a wine person and not so much for cocktails or drinks, but these... they were really really good. The first one was kind of smokey with the fresh and bitterness of the Campari and the second one was fruity with the strong taste of rum.
After that we went to a vietnamese place to have dinner and then took the train home.

end of part II,