|March 6, 1998||Back Next|
Vague inklings of where I want to go. The notebook contains two laser printed extracts: one from the British Film Institute, and the other from the Victoria and Albert museum. They list the entrance fees, and give rough locational maps that are mostly inscrutable. They're far too dull to be included here.
I guess this brings up the basic question of why I was going to England in the first place. Early in January, my friend Skippy phoned me up to tell me that the lovely Juliette Binoche was to appear on stage in London in February and early March. Why don't I come? So I did. More about that later.
|Very Dull Stuff||Travel Math|