I had a great time in London. A really fantastic time.
As soon as I was in the car driving to the hotel, looking around at the London streets, I felt an onrush of Anglophilia. Bookstores, theaters, Indian restaurants, a cinema advertising a special presentation of the premiere of the new Doctor Who show. Charming residential areas. I felt a big smile creep across my face. And somewhere nearby, Richard Armitage was preparing to go on stage at the Old Vic. I would be meeting two of my twitter friends for the first time. I was very happy.
When I got to the hotel in Camden Town, there was my friend! YAY! I immediately felt as comfortable sitting and chatting with her as if we were friends all our lives. I felt the same with my other friend when she returned from an evening at the theater. We made our plans for the next day. Instead of running around London sightseeing we opted for a day spent on the Regents Canal and Camden Lock, which was right outside the hotel.
The Canal trip was heaven. It was a lovely summer day. Just perfect – not too hot or humid. We drifted along the canal, enjoying the lovely scenery and waving to other boating parties floating along.
Then back to Camden Lock to pick up lunch and shop at the many stalls there.
Then, back to the hotel to change for the theater.
I made it! Here’s the lobby, where you can buy programs and posters.
I wrote about The Crucible HERE. The Stage Door Experience was not great. When I failed to capture RA’s attention for a picture, I followed along behind him as he worked the SD queue. Could I get a moment? My friends were trying to catch his attention as well to give him the presents they brought. No luck. Tried to get pics of him. No luck. He got almost to the end of the line and then turned and said Thank You and went back to the theater. <sigh>. No pictures.
Here’s the truth. I wasn’t upset that I didn’t get a picture with RA. I was unhappy with myself for trying. I, me, myself, didn’t care if I got a picture with him. And yet, I followed behind him like a lunatic, trying to get his attention for a picture! EWWW! It was solely to have something to bring back to my pals online, many of whom had gotten pics taken with him. I “should” have a picture with him, right? Sad sad sad.
At the end of the day, I got a lovely autograph on my program. I got a “thank you” for the book I gave him. That’s it. And it’s enough. Marie no longer cares about scrambling for Richard Armitage’s attention. If the time ever came that I could have a convo with RA, that would be nice. Really really nice. But scrabbling along after him on a Stage Door line, or Premiere gathering – nahh, not happening again for me. I was not successful and I don’t even care.
Writing this blog post made me realize that “I” am not “Marie”. I am Pat. Hi!! Hope you continue to read my blog!! 😀 😀