Regardless, I have done a very poor job of fulfilling the intended purpose of this journal and for that, to all my nonexistent readers, my heartfelt apologies. I SWEAR the search for the camera cord is alive and well, although there is a fair chance that the camera cord is neither, here nor there.
So to tie nobody over (so mainly just to add to my slowly building filesofawesome), here is something amazing. It makes me want to weep with both joy and nostalgia. But what it actually makes me do is grin ridiculously.
Panic at the Disco: Cover of The Band's song "The Weight" live from Abbey Road studios
Source: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jYbWsJQmMss
Oh hey, I was there.
And that's us!! I think it came out pretty good, despite the strenuous circumstances! Has anyone ever told you that Abbey Road is the busiest street in the world?! In addition, it is also the one crossway in England devoid of crossing signals. You can literally feel the aggravation of the drivers, imagine them returning home to their families grumbling, "those damn kids again..." So we had to stand on the right, wait for the millisecond of space between cars, race to the other side, scramble into single file, and then dash back. Rinse and Repeat about three times. It was pretty hilarious though. That white building, right behind us and towards the left, those are the studios!
Being there, it really felt like we were a part of history. Watching the other tourists was also fun, all of us trying to snag our chance to cross the road. I imagine that regular townspeople on their way to work etc. avoid that road as much as possible. There was one particularly tenacious girl who stood exactly in the center of the road as cars whizzed past her, for about 5 minutes, just so she could get the perfect shot of her friends. #themeaningoffriendship
After we finally got the shot, we headed back over to the other side of the street to make wide eyes through the gates of the studio, and to add our names to the brick columns outside of it.
I looked frantically for Panics' names but sadly, I couldn't find them. However, it's entirely possible that the boys of Panic, being actually famous and having been allowed into the studios, invited in really on two seperate occasions, considered themselves above all that.
Eh, they're such dorks and avid Beatles fans. The names were probably there. Maybe the problem was that we were in a perpetual hurry.
As we stood there, this adorable girl with a tourist agency came up to us and asked us a bunch of questions. Like:
"If there was a cafe or a little eatery that featured all Beatles Stuff, would you go to that?"
"What should it be called?" (Vote "Lonely Hearts Cafe!")
"What about if there was a shop full of memorabilia off of the cafe? Would you shop there?"
Um...this doesn't already exist? Where am I supposed to get all my Beatles stuff?!
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