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Registered: 09-17-02
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Samantha, Of course I watched Passport to Latin America and did enjoy it. You must have realized that. The areas of the world that don't interest us so much may be because we don't know enough about them. We should always open up our minds to learn of new places to be seen. What a bland and blinkered existence we would lead if we only saw the same congested highways to the mall or work and back. And what ignorant and sad beings we then would be. I didn't even know how tequila was made before, and look at me now. You're a wonderful ambassador to so many places, Sam, and I'll follow you to China, too. But yes, please continue with your journals. They do show an introspective side of you so worth discovering as you filter through the layers of your experiences for us here. And you do write well, Sam and, much more than Tuttle, have something meaningful to say when you do.
And has it ever really been brought out that you are now a purely prime time figure? It arrived so naturally and without fanfare that I don't believe we ever officially congratulated you for that achievement. No more daytime Emmies, of course, but you've always been our prize here.
I had to go back and see your September Bottle again to find how much I wrote then about this recent England trip -- much more than I recalled -- so I'll refrain from much more here. With daytrips crammed into every day but one, I only spent the first cotton-headed day roaming (warm and sunny) London, the rest being bits and pieces fitted into the remnants of the days. But there are areas of London that I have to see each time: parts of the City, the Inns of Court and Bankside by the river, Pall Mall and St. James's from the Haymarket Theatre to the gentlemen's clubs like White's and Brooks's at the top of St. James's St., near one of your past hotels in fact, and the side streets in between and, yes, those shopping arcades where no one seems to actually buy anything (and I've never seen the beadle).
I quickly need quiet corners from the crowds, but there's the Staple Inn off Chancery Lane or Sir John Soane's house in Lincoln's Inn Fields with clocks softly ticking, or the medieval chapel of St. Ethelburga still there from the 1300s only a few yards from the traffic of Holborn Circus where no one ever goes but is always open. But then, to remind me, as you, that London isn't static, an entire city block between the Smith's Umbrella shop and Shaftesbury Ave. just disappeared in my absence, a new massive office complex on its way, and there is some wonderful new construction, esp. in the City.
But you know, Samantha, that Wagamama is an Orange topic, and it was they who first convinced me to try it. The small one near the British Museum (and my "hotel") is the branch I frequent - where is yours? Number 42 I think is what I usually get, nice and zippy, and the peach iced tea Mother O recommends is great in summertime. But I still love best a tall can of Strongbow on the quiet train rides home which I love after the long daytrips out of London. I found some wonderful new old medieval houses and gardens way down in Somerset and Dorset this time (not quite Cornwall) and up in Derbyshire and Lincolnshire, and Kipling's ancient old house in Sussex with some idyllic hiking out to some of them. I can mentally see them all again right now (with hundreds of digital photos to remind me if I need to).
But I've written too much to you, as ever, although you do inspire us to this fault, but don't forget to replay mentally for yourself all you've seen and heard (and eaten) since we last talked here, with a wedding anniversary too. There's much for you to savor and appreciate this week, I'm sure. Thanks for writing to us, Sam. Have a wonderful Thanksgiving. "Capt. Tuttle"
P.S. I heard the Chinese gong up there today at 3, and will be there Thursday through Sat., but not so much in December as things quiet down.
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