Some London Favourites
Posted on 09.11.08 to Photography, Travels by JoanFinally, the photos are done. Interestingly enough, I thought that I didn’t do much in London, but looking back, I did do a fair bit. I did have a lovely time on the whole. Catching the changing of the guards was quite an experience — it was so crowded and it just consisted of a bunch of men in uniform marching and playing modern day music brass band style. It was rather interesting, I must say. It would, indeed, be nice to go back again.
The full set is here, but these are some of my favourites.
Walking near the Bourough Market, under some bridge. Possibly London Bridge?
The Millenium Bridge from the window at the Tate Modern. It had just finished raining, and people were moving out of the shelters.
The first time I ever asked stranger to take a photo of me. I only dared to do so because I knew that the person would not be able to run away with my camera in the London Eye capsule! I’m a little afraid of heights, as you can tell by the expression on my face.
The one thing nice about travelling with a photographer friend, is having him take snaps of you. Unfortunately, I was not a natural subject.
Look at my giant feet, thanks to the distortion of the wide angle lens.
Typical English scene.
Skateboarders and artists, co-exist.
Catching the changing of the guard. I wished that policewoman wasn’t in the way so that I could get a full shot of the palace. I didn’t dare venture out of the area we were told to stand at, lest I get hauled to jail for questioning. :P
Always a smile for the tourist.
A picture of Norman Cook, aka Fat Boy Slim, at the O2 Wireless Music Festival. I tried to get up front to the stage but that place was jammed pack. To my left, there was some guy puking his guts out. Super darn gross.
I can’t remember their names, except the guy on the right, Sid, who was making funny faces at me. Doesn’t the guy in the middle look like Paul McCartney in his younger days? I didn’t realise it till Terence pointed it out.
Anyhow, these blokes were really funny. Just because I attended this gig with my friend Kenneth, also Singaporean Chinese, they naturally thought we were together because we both were chinese! They kept on making fun of us!
The bloke on the left was super tall. During Fat Boy Slim’s song, that had "jump! jump! jump!" he suddenly grabbed me by the back of my jacket and pulled me up with him, jumping around.
My companion for the night. It only turned dark just as the concert was over. That was 10.30pm, if I remember correctly. I love summer in London.
