Standing at a crowded Euston Station today, it made me think that life is a succession of journeys. Some literal and geographical, and some metaphysical and emotional.
I guess our direction of travel is really important – it should always be ultimately forward. Today, I literally travelled to the post-industrial town of Blackburn. I discovered it is most definitely a place of opportunity.
In travelling, not only do we discover new places, but we discover ourselves too. You often hear the phrase, ‘enjoy the journey,’ and that is certainly true. We should always do that, wherever we are going in life.
For me, the travelling is as important as the arriving. It’s all about never missing the moment, because life is made up of moments such as these.
On the corner of both Lisle and Wardour Street in London, just tucked inside Chinatown, you will find Waxy’s Little Sister. And in case you were wondering, it’s an Irish pub.
A curious name I hear you cry! Well it refers to the Waxy O’Connor bar across the road – which I guess must be like the mothership.
I soon got chatting to the Mirko the Italian barman. So now we have an Italian barman, working in an Irish pub, in Chinatown in London. Well London is one of the most cosmopolitan cities on the face of the earth. What else would you expect?
A good chat about all things Italian ensued as we discussed the culinary and otherwise delights of Emilia Romagna in the north of the country. Mirko himself hails from the lakes area near the Swiss border, but loves London.
You can’t keep a good man down though… After a brief spell in Italy at the end of the summer, he’ll be off to Paris. There are so many interesting people you can meet, if you just take as little time.
As I gazed outside at the myriads of tourists, workers and locals, once again the clouds shed their heavy load and a torrent of water from the skies poured downward. Well it is Britain isn’t it?
London. There’s nothing quite like this beloved capital city of ours. Centuries of history at every turn, cultural diversity and the sheer glamour of one of the most iconic cities in the world – all combine to create that most unique experience that is quintessentially London.
Born and raised here, I will forever want to go back. To go back home. The fact is, there’s just something intoxicating about this place, like some kind of geographical drug you can’t get enough of…
100,000 people move to the capital every year; no doubt in search of a better life, a bright future pregnant with possibilities and maybe, just plain excitement. I wonder if they find what they are looking for?