It was supposed to rain, for at least half the day, on Sunday, but the sun claimed it's day.
Rater, then, it was pleasantly sunny and mild, and borderline t-shirt weather at times. As such, I was glad I didn't cancel my plan to hang out in London town today. I was on the south bank of the river, between the Golden Jubilee bridges and Tower Bridge. It was a delightful walk filled with joyous Londoners and visitors alike. It was the perfect day.
As it happened, previously unbeknownst to me, it was the London Marathon. Again, rain had been forecasted for the day, but the rain never came. In stead there were mostly clear blue skies, with patches of cloud. The temperature was between 14 and 17 degrees Celsius which, I assume, is great for outdoor running at Marathon pace. Talking of which, I saw a few fancy dresses on the move including Scooby-Doo and all manner of pirates and fairytale characters.
The river was relatively calm with tide at medium height. It meant though the water touched the banks at most parts, it had a beach at the wider parts, such as near the Shakespeare Globe and Tate Modern, where adults, children and dogs could be seen playing and walking around.
It wasn't the best day for photos, overcast days are much better, but I was able to grab some good ones here and there. I took more video that photos because I wanted to capture the sound. There was the usual cacophony of London; vehicles, people going about their business and, being Sunday, periodic church bells. There was, in addition, a constant roar and cheering of the onlookers of the London Marathon which was now at a distance from me the width of the Thames River. Also, there was what must be the sound of tens of thousands of running shoes hitting the tarmac, which presented as constant hum.
'Twas a splendid day in London on Sunday.
Peace & Love,
Adé
