Catching the Fever: Celebrating the Royal Wedding in London
As I reached my local train station early Friday morning to head into central London, a couple and their young son were waiting on the platform next to me. The boy tugged at the sleeve of his mother’s coat, asking, “Mummy, can I see the binoculars please? I want to watch for the train.” We were both there for the same reason, to get as close to the action for the Royal Wedding as possible, but they’d brought their own fold-up silver step ladders, one for each parent, and a camera whose telephoto lens was long enough to rival that of the paparazzi. I’d brought chocolate chip muffins and cans of cloudy lemonade.
I couldn’t help but wonder if maybe I’d got my priorities wrong.
Date: May 2nd, 2011 @ 15:06
Categories: Independent Travel