Saturday, June 4, 2011

Redemption

Again in early May, whilst hunting down the local train station, I was feeling quite curious. I had been snapping random pictures, when I noticed an old man slowly disappear behind a door along the street: another church had been shoved in between some homes and shops. I decided to pursue the old man on a whim.

First step in . . . and I was, again, taken aback by another intricate interior--they are so deceiving from outside! Turning right, my eyes immediately re-encountered the elder man, but I found my legs guiding me to a back-row pew. Taking a seat, I suddenly became aware of my summer attire and felt ashamed for entering a church in shorts and a tank top. I then proceeded to feel ashamed for habitually feeling ashamed, and all was well.


I snuck in a few pictures of the church, despite being watched. And, finally, I present to you the man in his later years of life. Do we judge him?


On a side note, I went to London a few weeks back. Another pretty city. Prepare to be flooded:



To the left, we have the Big 
Ben.
  
And to the right, the London Eye at sunset. Next time, I'll actually buy a ticket.


 







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