American Shinkansen, part 1

I’ve been wanting to write a post or do something with that title for a while.  I just like the sound of it.  Almost any comparison of the high speed trains in Asia, Europe and the USA leaves the Americans looking like amateurs, but the Acela Express has cut the...

Shibboleth

On my last day in London, I dropped in at the Tate Modern. Like many London museums, the Tate does not charge an admission fee, so it’s perfectly reasonable to just pop in to check out one exhibition or even just to get out of the rain. I stumbled upon Doris...

Perseverance in Lamb's Conduit Street

When I ran across The Fryer’s Delight, I was actually on my way to Lamb’s Conduit Street, where a guidebook had suggested I might find some nice restaurants. Leaving aside why I stopped for fish & chips instead, let me say that “Lamb’s...

The Fryer's Delight

“Considered by many the finest in London” modestly boasts a sign in the window.  How could I refuse?  Haddock, chips, peas and a can of soda, 7 pounds 60.  Stuck in the ’50’s decor, priceless. As I mopped up the last of the peas, a london cab...

Do I really look like I know where I'm going?

It happened again.  I got asked for directions.  So what, you ask?  Well, I was in London, where as you may know, I do not live, or even visit all that often.  In fact, I had been in London fewer than 24 hours when I got asked, and was in the middle of the not very...