My daily busy life sometimes makes me forget where I live. It was that time again, and my mood was pretty bad. To remind myself why I'm here, I did a little tour when I had two hours, and I want to share it here because it was so good for me. Sometime during the day I had to stop and think, "What am I doing?" To stay motivated, we need to remind ourselves why we're doing this, what our main purpose is, otherwise we forget.
Jumped on the train to Waterloo Station right away. While leaving the station, I stopped by the statue, which I'd seen many times before and had never been intrigued by, but which managed to impress me every time I saw it, and I examined it more closely. This sculpture by Basil Watson evokes very familiar feelings when you look at the man, woman, and child. There's like they're strangers to the place they've come from, and they're holding their hands tightly, as if they'll disappear when they let go. Their eyes have a meaning that will touch your heart. It was made to honor the dreams, courage, and resistance of people who came to England after World War II.
London was cold that day. I bought my coffee from my favorite coffee shop when I got off the station, and after about a five-minute walk, I saw tourists waiting in line to get on the London Eye.
I took a sip of coffee and watched them. In a long line, all kinds of people with phones and cameras are waiting. It's a hum because everyone speaks in their own language. Of course, I didn't forget the classic "life is good for them..." sigh :) It's so strange, five years ago I was also waiting with excitement when I came to London! If you had asked me five years ago, I wouldn't have guessed that I would be laughing impatiently in a corner. It's a good thing I waited in line five years ago, now I wouldn't waste time.
I took in the magnificent view of the Palace of Westminster as I approached the River Thames. No matter what the weather is
like, this view is always fascinating. I stopped under Big Ben for a little while, took a few pictures because I was jealous of the tourists:)
I couldn't slow down and went to Tower Hill stop from Westminster Station. I got to Tower Bridge after about 10 minutes of walking.
I was really happy to stumble upon the bridge opening for the first time because it only opens twice a day and I don't know what time it opens. I enjoyed watching this lively version of the bridge, which dates back to the 1800s. It was like life had stopped around me, and cars had to wait before crossing the bridge. The bridge was closed within minutes, and life went back to normal. During that moment, I wanted to be like the bridge that opened only twice a day and stopped the entire flow, even for a few minutes. Even the bridge, which connects the two sides of the city for years, manages to stop the flow twice a day. We can't stop, why?
After these two hours, which I set aside for myself, I had a good energy for the rest of the day. No one's a robot; we can't be happy all the time, we can't keep up with all the work, we can't please everyone. We can create little moments for ourselves, though. Also, you don't have to go anywhere. It's sometimes enough to just stop and breathe.
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