sundries: cities edition

[rm]

I am so unprepared for class today it's not even funny. Luckily, this class is inadvertently a bit about "how to talk out of your ass about how clever you are" which I am very good at.

Realistically, I'll do the round-up of character death panel responses tomorrow.

Looking your friends up on Wikipedia is weird. I HAD NO IDEA.

Vatican City hit by gay prostitution scandal.

Someone linked me to this video of a day in the life of NYC in miniature. kathrynrose mentioned when she linked to it that she always imagined New York to be dirty and uncomfortable. It's really not.

The thing about New York, is we can't hide things because there just isn't enough space: you'll see garbage bags piled up high on the curbs and poverty even in the wealthiest areas. But it doesn't smell bad; it's not grimy; the light is really like that.

The other thing about New York is that it's feels like a 19th-century city (if you live on the West Coast, you live in the land of 20th-century cities, and it's different), so when it rains it can be very grim and in the winter the cold can feel like a personal affront. But we've also been building buildings to reflect light and parks to ease the people for ages. We know what we're doing, and we know how to do it and we do it well all in the shadow of a variety of cruelly gilded ages. People are always surprised by how many trees there are here.

New York also isn't dangerous; it's the safest big city in America. And the people aren't rude. And it isn't child abuse to raise a kid here. And yes it's expensive and difficult, but it's easier to find a place here than in Boston or San Francisco, I hear, and the cost of living is certainly cheaper than in Zurich or London.

This is my home. I'm a New Yorker before I'm a citizen of anything else. When I was in Australia, people said I must be arrogant because I'm an American. "No," I said, when I wasn't complaining about their tall poppy syndrome (they are so cruel to their successes), "it's New York. You've got to be as big as it to stick it out sometimes."

That's the NYC PSA. I know kathrynrose didn't say many of the things I've addressed here. But I hear it ALL THE TIME. I didn't really grow up in America, because I grew up here. I am vastly ignorant of what life is like for most people in most of the country -- I know nothing of the life of houses and high schools with campuses and I find suburban supermarkets really REALLY interesting. But this is a good place too. It would have to be, for people to want to tear it down so much.

So soon, it's time for me to spend some time in the UK, first with Patty and then I think on my own (her schedule for the summer is not locked in yet, so it's hard to know). I'll be, at various points, in London, Bristol, and Cardiff, and I have some questions.


- How easy is it to find free wireless or at least wireless I pay for but I can use with my own laptop? How expensive is pay Internet as a rule?

- Being gay in England: on one hand, I get the sense that it's politically much better than here. On the other hand, I get the sense you have more anti-gay violence. What can Patty and I expect? We tend to be pretty demonstrative (in a chaste, way, thank you -- we do have manners) in public.

- Being genderqueer in England: this almost feels like a stupid question; you people gave us David Bowie. On the other hand, I know that in the US I rarely pass for male in a suit, and in parts of Europe I pretty much always do in casual interactions. How will I be perceived/treated in the UK? Will people be hostile or mocking? Will they not give a shit? My beautiful suits are not costume, and I'm sensitive to them being perceived as such. Also, safety issues.

- Being gluten-free. I know the supermarkets are amazing, but how do waitstaff take to being asked questions about food or my needing to make small changes (i.e., "hamburger without the bun; I'm allergic to bread") in order not to die?

- I sort of hate the touristy part of tourist shit, but there's a lot of touristy shit I want to see (i.e., Buckingham Palace). Will I enjoy said touristy shit, or will I want to punch the ill-dressed tourists with the cameras they can't figure out how to work?

- Patty's conference is at the British Museum. I don't understand London neighborhoods for shit. Where parts of town do we want to be looking at lodgings in?

- Because I'm that asshole, I sort of want to have lunch or dinner at the Ivy. Funny and must be done, or not funny and totally stupid?

- Theater! We must see some theater. Sadly, it seems nothing that's going to give me fannnish thrills is on during either of my two trips there (April and July), but do you have any recs anyway?

- Random advice for Cardiff (although Graeme Harper sort of planned the whole trip for me at Gally. So, I might be good there)?

- Bristol?!?!?!? I know nothing.

- Other random stuff you want to tell me.

Comments

[ladyaelfwynn.livejournal.com]

As one who some would consider, "a dainty Southern lass", I love NYC and am in no way terrified of it any more. I don't mind traveling there on my own. There's lots to do, I don't have to drive, and I love the small grocery stores everywhere.

Before I'd ever visited, I was terrified of NYC but that was more because it was one of the iconicly big cities and I didn't know anyone there than anything else. I'm from rural SE Virginia, where Richmond, Va. counts as a big city and NYC was epic in it's proportions.

Lodgings in London near the British Museum, try the Arran House. I think my college used to use it for their studies abroad program. My year was the first one we had our own house (at the corner of Chenies and Gower St.)

You could check to see if the cafeteria in the basement of Infectious Disease is still there, there food was pretty good and cheap, 20 years ago. There was a chip shop on Tottingham Ct. Rd. called Dionysis, that I don't know if it's still there or not, but I remember it being decent or you know it could've been because it was close. The nearest Tube stop is Goodge St. but you're easy walking distance to several train stations. This is also the general neighborhood of Grimauld Place.

There was also a Tesco not too far, over on Tottenham Ct. (There's a dear, nearly forgotten WWI memorial at the corner of Chenies and Tottenham Ct. across from the Goodge St. tube stop.)

If I were to visit only one place in London, I'd go to Sir John Soane's Musuem. It's several floors, packed floor to ceiling with ancient weird stuff. We're talking fossils, to skeletons, to bits of architecture, sarcophagi, three Canelettos, and Hogarth's The Rake's Progress. It's nearly overwhelming but a real treasure.

I've never been to either Cardiff or Bristol, so have fun! Safe Journey!