August 15, 2005
London: Sandbox of Landmarks
I went to London to see my friend Meredith, who was in London for a day, for a day in London. When she left for America with her friend Erin the next day, I stayed in London.
assport Control at London Airport.
A row of apartments. I like spectrums.
My reflection in a fountain.
Bless This Crack House
A display in a shop window to an empty shop behind the window.
Subliminal marketing of food.
Picadilly Circus wants to be Times Square.
Update -- I received an e-mail from a stranger about the above caption:
To: Tevan Alexander
Sent: Sun, January 22, 2006 8:35 pm
Subject: Piccadilly Circus!
Accidentally found your pictures.
Good, but would just like to point out, that Picadilly Circus has been around for a
very much longer time than Time Square!
So what wants to be what?
Andre the Giant: from LAX to LON.
An interpretation of gasoline at an anti-war demonstration near Big Ben.
Big Ben is big.
A handrail within the Tate Modern.
Tate Modern has it all.
Millenium Bridge outside the Tate Modern...
...posing with St. Paul's Cathedral and a homeless man.
August 17, 2005
Ireland & Scotland: More than Beer
I trotted from London to Dublin, Ireland and then to Edinburgh, Scotland. Then I galloped to Prague.
An alley in Ireland.
The Guinness Brewery Tour is a joke, but I did enjoy the simplicity of this sign.
I met Jonathan and Jessica at the Globetrotters Inn in Dublin. The three of us successfully made it to the end of the Guinness Tour. In retrospect, we should have been given the beers at the start of the tour.
A sculpture of a girl jumping.
This is the closest I ever got to a shark. Who cares if it's dead?
It's a salt shaker.
This is what traditional Irish music looks like. You have to hear the vision.
A sign in Glasgow. I hadn't thought of education this way.
A parade in Glasgow. I was naturally inclined to take a picture when the woman jogging in the foreground approached me and told me not to take a picture. She said the people marching were the equivalent of the KKK in America. She proceeded to give the passers-by the finger and then continued jogging.
[Edit on March 20, 2007: Thank you Jason Fung for correcting me -- this and the picture above this were taken in Glasgow and not in Edinburgh as I had originally posted.]
A hosteller named Erin at Globetrotters in Edinburgh looking out the window.
A view of Edinburgh Castle from Starbucks.
A street on the Royal Mile.
After Edinburgh, I galloped to Prague via train to meet up with Emily. I made it to Paris and then an hour into the Paris-Prague voyage, the train stopped. Apparently an SNCF train ahead of us hit a car. We were delayed eight hours so I took pictures.
August 19, 2005
Prague: Posh Pop
Public displays of affection.
More PDA. I'd never witnessed ladybug sex before. I should have been okay with that.
Is it a slug? Nasty or cute?
A wooden witch of the west. If it's a witch.
This astronaut tripped over her own sculpture and became part of it.
Petrinska Rozhledna resembles the Eiffel Tower.
A sculpture on Charles Bridge.
And more bridges.
Obligatory twilight shots.
The astronomical clock in Old Town Square. People would gather around this clock on the hour to see those little wooden people move (top right of picture).
This guy is perpetually hanging from a bar.
Old Jewish Cemetery.
A wall filled with names of Jews killed during WWII.
Another light lighting an alley at night...
...along with a another tree bordering a city sight.
Wood in the nude.
The face of street art.