So one lovely afternoon I took Charlotte where many tourists but few locals have gone - the Greenwich Maritime.
Yes, we all know this image gets taken several hundred times per day, but it doesn't diminish the beauty of the view by one bit! Charlotte said the view made her realize how big London is to which I said *cough* Sao Paulo *cough*. I mean, you can see the end of the city. Sao Paulo is like being in the middle of the sea on a boat, you can literally not see the end of it.
Charlotte is wearing a dress I had gifted her about a year ago, which I didn't make myself but is very "Lira Leirner" with its low V back and neckline as well as A-line skirt.
One of the oldest of its kind, this apparatus was as climbable as Tinguely's biggest pieces - in fact, the whole installation was built quite similarly with staircases and a little stool. But of course, with completely different aesthetics or function.
Image taken by and used from http://fabish-hutson.com/switzerland.html
Ahh, how often I've climbed on this... the Tinguely museum almost paralleels Greenwich Maritime's role when I lived in Basel - I've been there as often as I've had visitors from out of the country.
When standing in line is learned. And I can't believe white socks and black ballerinas are still absolutely part of their look. We also encountered a group of boys in the park who were being yelled at by, we assume, their teacher, saying things such as "DO NOT EAT GUM" or "TAKE YOUR HAAAANDS... OOOOOOUT OF YOUR POCKETS!!" He was on qite a power trip and made us realize how little we miss being in school.
Always look on the 'right side of life... No wait. The left side. We should have just stood on top of the line. Classic tourist pictures taken by other classic tourists, and the few hours away in the scorching sun and lovely company and many, many tourists made me feel like I was on holidays. For these few hours, at least.