An A&E is like the ER, only it is called "Accidents & Emergencies" - which, in my opinion, is probably a much better title. It all started about 2 weeks ago, at this point, when I started having this really terrible pain in the ball of my left foot. I ignored it for the first week, which turned out to be a terrible idea because it only started hurting more, so last Saturday my wonderful family-away-from-family, The Mogilner's, picked me up from my dorm and took to me the hospital to get it checked out. Turns out, it's a stress fracture of the first metatarsal, but on that day I felt as if I had been told that I was going to have to have my foot amputated. Was it me being overly dramatic...? What else is new? Regardless, I walked (hobbled) away with a tubie sock (much like an ace bandage) and orders to take paracetemol and rest. Not my favorite way to spend a weekend.
But now - 1 full week after dealing with it, things are going a lot better. I've had to sit out of my movement classes, which is a bummer, but it turns out that ignoring a problem isn't actually the best way to make it go away. I'm confident that I won't be out of commission for as long as was originally anticipated and I will make damn sure that I don't get left behind because of it - so I'm going to be fine.
We went to a show on Monday at the National Theatre called "Danton's Death", which seemed to me a lot like Les Mis without singing and a rotating stage. The theater, however, was a spectacle in and of itself because of its size. It felt like a Roman amphitheater and fit, what had to be, at least 1,000 people. There performance was not without its high points, including the end where the made decapitations by guillotine look creepily real. It was also a chance for us to scope out the production of Hamlet that is happening at the National and figure out how to get tickets - so not a total loss.
This weekend has been about as unproductive as the week, but yesterday morning I decided to go on an adventure to the Saatchi Gallery, because it is only a 10 minute walk from my dorm and there's no excuse for why I hadn't gone yet. It's a really wonderful museum and I had a lovely time just meandering around the 13 galleries - especially gallery 5, which had a hot pink screen print of Cher as Che Guevara - a total win for the day. There is also this really great food market right outside of the entrance and it has vendors with cookies, cheeses, pastas, meats, cupcakes, pasties and much more, so I met up with a few people for lunch there - which was really nice until London decided to perpetuate its stereotype of bipolar weather and it began pouring. Good thing I could spend the rest of my day indoors before venturing out to Brick Lane for dinner and finding the yummiest Indian food I have found in London so far! Very successful day.
Not sure exactly what's on the roster for today, but it looks beautiful outside at the moment so it's probably best to capitalize on that. This coming week is going to be crazy because I'm flying home Thursday for Mira's Bat Mitzvah, and back again on Monday morning right before class, which will be crazy/hectic/exhausting/wonderful!
So all in all, with foot pains, massive theaters, outdoor markets and lots of rain - I'm still loving this city as much as I ever have. I've learned how easy it is to get caught up in things very quickly, and in some cases that could be a bad thing, but as far as milking London for all it's worth - I'll take being caught-up over left-out every time!
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