My last day in London, a Sunday, was brilliantly sunny and warm, and I went for a long walk on Hampstead Heath. My destination was Kenwood House
, but it took me awhile to get there, as I kept getting lost; twice
I realized that I'd been walking for 20 minutes in a direction opposite
to where I should have been going. But I didn't really mind; I was having a great time rambling around, soaking up the sun and eavesdropping on English people.
Two men in their 40s, walking with wives & strollers.
1st man: ... which worked well with my assistants in Hong Kong, but then it didn't work at all with my assistants in Japan.
2nd man: You have to find a balance. That's the key, finding a balance.
Man in his 40s to female friend: [Happily and somewhat bashfully] ... smart, funny, and
she's half-Jewish. Her father's Jewish.
Female friend: [throwing up hands and laughing] Wow!
Londoners make enthusiastic use of their outdoor public spaces in fine weather, I noticed. Both the Heath and Waterlow Park, which I walked through later that day, were full of people having picnics, jogging, playing with their dogs, or just lolling on blankets reading paperbacks. Full photoset here.
Labels: england, london, overheard, summer