I woke up after the long plane flight from LAX to Heathrow Airport in London was complete. I rubbed my groggy eyes and stretched, trying to get the sleep out of my body. I was getting picked up by a friend of Julian's. He was English, and his name was Nikolas Conner. Hey, I love guys with British accents. I was staying at his family's house for the two-day duration that I was to be in London. He picked me up in a sleek black car. The inside was incredibly fresh, as Juliana would say . The seats were red velvet, and Nikolas, who asked to be called by his full name, put down the ceiling. Driving in a convertible with the wind blowing my hair back was one of the better experiences of my life. Nikolas was about my age, and he had brown eyes framed by …show more content…
"Hey, 'Dwarf," Nikolas greeted his younger brother, who was about the same height as me, which didn't amount to much. 'Dwarf' punched Nikolas in the arm. "It's Edward," he corrected, smiling politely. "And you must be the lovely Gigi." "That I am," I replied, blushing. "Gigi, not lovely, I mean." I added hurriedly, feeling my face grow hot. "Have fun exploring London tomorrow!" Edward said. It truly is strange how people are so impolite nowadays that politeness is mistaken for flirting. And have fun I did, going on many adventures with Nikolas, who became a dear friend to me. "The Big Ben!" I cried excitedly, pointing to the attraction from where we sat in the London Eye. It was the next day, and Nikolas, Edward and I had headed out into the city soon after we woke up from a deep and satisfying sleep. "That's only the beginning," Nikolas informed me. "You've only seen London as the casual tourist sees it. But we'll take you to places where no tourist has been." And take me to hidden treasures they did. I marveled in awe at Stonehenge and looked over the quaint English countryside, while taking a nap in the
The setting is London in 1854, which is very different to anything we know today. Johnson’s description of this time and place makes it seem like a whole other world from the here and now....
The short story, “ Where are you going, Where have you been?” by Joyce Carol Oates, an award-winning author, is known for unmasking the evil within everything and presenting it to the world through a fictional story. In what is thought to be her most terrifying yet highly acclaimed short story, Oates references many fairy tales that help carve the short story into a realistic allegory. She models the short story after the real-life murder of a teenage girl by the American serial killer Charles Schmid also known as the “Pied Piper of Tuscon .” Knowing this information allows a greater sense of reality opposed to fiction because the events throughout the story are fairly similar to the tragic horror that took place on May 31, 1964. The story deals with the temptations and the coming of age of a teenage girl while challenging the perception of America during the 60’s. Oates references several fairy tales throughout the story to help guide the reader and give a sense of an allusion. There were three fairy tales that stood out the most in the story: Cinderella, the Beauty and the Beast, and Little Red Riding Hood.
Urry, John, The tourist gaze: Leisure and Travel in Contemporary Societies 2nd Ed (London, 2002).
We began with the typical touristy attractions; the Statue of Liberty, Ellis Island, Soho, Central Park, and shopping. We had been planning this trip for months and had poured over every detail. From the time the plane landed, we were living by a minute-to-minute schedule. This was a well organized trip and The Great White Way was not on the agenda. Or so we thought.
For many young people, the idea of moving is absolutely forbidden. Why would anyone want to start over, again and again, having to make new routines, meet new people and somehow learn to accept that you won’t be with your friends anymore? Most of us would rather avoid the topic all together, but occasionally, it can’t be helped. People move for many reasons; maybe a tragic event occurred that needs to be escaped, maybe job opportunities popped up, or a job itself even requires the move.
With a closer inspection and a deep analysis of a novel, many small but nonetheless important meaningful things can be revealed. London has managed to intricately design a perfect novel full of deep meaning and symbols that can only be done in a short story. But a novel, with so many pages and pages of detailed work, it is so hard to keep up with all the things that lay undiscovered within.
This essay will discuss the view that pilgrimage to sacred sites is a form of tourism by outlining the debates surrounding sacred sites and between different factions. The essay will then apply these arguments and ideas to Stonehenge and Avebury. It will also look at the associations of Pilgrimage and Tourism within the ideologies surrounding leisure and their application to Glastonbury.
Sometime during my first or second year of preschool, I came to the conclusion that it was about time to settle down and find myself a man. Out of all the studly snot-picking suitors also sitting in two-foot tall chairs clumsily fumbling with crayons, one in particular caught my eye, probably because he sat directly across from me. His name was Luke, and he had brownish reddish blondish hair, I think, and honestly I do not remember much else other than his sweet pleather motorcycle jacket.
The Devil exists in many religions and cultures around the world, but no one ever
England, too, like libraries, are coated in strange magic. I had realized it when I travelled alone across continents from Indonesia to Slovenia, on an exchange program. I had been to Germany and Brazil before, on another exchange program, but the feeling of something new had nevertheless, always surprised me. I visited England on an impulse. My cousin offered me to crash in her house, and I had stumbled on a ticket deal when I was browsing on the internet, and I had thought, “What’s there to
"Hey Ariel! What can I get you today?" "Oh just my usual please, Annabelle." Ariel said smiling. Annabelle was a girl, probably a few years younger older than Ariel and I.
Where are you going, where have you been? written by Joyce Carol Oates can be described as a sexual coming of age or allegorical short story teaching the dangers of promiscuity. However, the story’s lessons are enhanced using the lens of existentialism. There are several occurrences within the story that could reflect the elements of existentialism which Gordon E. Bigelow illustrated in A Primer of Existentialism. Some of these elements include, alienation from the true self, essence before existence and most significantly alienation from each other.
In the first poem, 'Westminster' this person is visiting London for the first time, he is not shown the reality of London but a slightly obscured view of beauty, as the light is reflecting off buildings, and giving an impression of calm, peace and tranquility. 'The beauty of the morning, silent, bare.' The reason we can guess for his delusion of the city is the fact that he is seeing it in 'the m...
So at last I had come to the capital. It was a strange way to come to it, after such a roundabout journey. If I had come to it fresh from my upriver town it would have seemed immense, rich, a capital. But after Europe, and with London still close to me, it seemed flimsy in spite of its size, an echo of Europe, and like make-believe, at the end of all that forest. (247)
Eaves, Megan. "Top Ten Reasons to Visit London." Traveler's Digest. 30 March, 2012. Web. 2 February 2014.