Covent Garden & Beyond

I slept until about 10:00 a.m. today. Very noisy neighbours here at the Euro, stomping around and yelling at each other in the hallway. Unfortunately my room is at the top of the stairwell in the middle of the floor, so it’s very central to all activity.

I was too late for the hotel’s breakfast, so I went out for breakfast at a small place on Marchmont and Leigh Streets. It was such a little hole in the wall I couldn’t even find the name of the place. It was kind of greasy but OK for only £4.80.

Weather-wise, the heavy rain turned to sunshine as day the progressed.

I had planned to do the British Music Experience at The O2 today but I’m way too tired today for something so “interactive” and far away.

After breakfast I hopped the Underground to Leicester Square to see if I could score theatre tickets for anything interesting today, but there were almost no matinee performances on a Sunday! I took a few shots of the Square in the (fleeting) sunshine…

… then walked over to Drury Lane in the Covent Garden area looking for the “Plastic Fantastic” CD store (specializing in dance music). I had a really hard time finding this store but I was playing tourist anyway so it didn’t matter that I got a bit lost wandering around. I found out after asking that it had gone bankrupt more than 2 years ago and was long gone. Regardless, I explored a bit of Drury Lane:

I proceeded down Drury Lane to Covent Garden and discovered the market there:

I went through the entire market and the shops, spending several hours.

It was getting dark and I was getting hungry, so I walked over to the corner of Shaftesbury Avenue and Charing Cross (opposite the Palace Theatre where Priscilla, Queen of the Desert was playing), to have dinner at Pizza Hut (yes, more fine British cuisine):

Priscilla at the Palace Theatre in Cambridge Circus (Shaftesbury Ave. & Charing Cross Rd.)

I finished dinner about 5:00 p.m., then walked over into Soho and explored all through the streets and the gay village. I checked out the gay shops Prowler and Clone Zone, but found them not terribly different to Priape back home.

I was getting pretty tired by this point (it was about 6:15 p.m.) so I headed back to the Euro Hotel via the Piccadilly line to Euston Station. Back in my hotel room I rested and planned for tomorrow, my last (oh nooooo!) day in this wonderful city. I was content to simply take it easy this evening as I was very tired from the previous night’s outing – I just listened to tunes and caught up on my journal. Exhausted, so early to bed tonight.

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