There are moments in life when you need to immerse yourself in great art. At least, for me that’s the case. Art with a capital “A”. It’s exalting, exhilarating, glorifying, and it reminds us that in this world of brutes and savagery, another world – noble, humanistic, enlightening – exists. That’s why I’m going to view the Raphael exhibition at The National Gallery.
Pre-Covid days, I’d regularly hop on the high-speed Eurostar train and travel to London. When I realized the other day that I hadn’t been since August 2019, I yelped and immediately got onto the Eurostar website to book myself a round-trip ticket.
I also plan to see the Beatrix Potter exhibition at my most favorite museum, the Victoria & Albert. And then there are all my favorite haunts and eating-shopping places to visit as well. For those new to this blog – and to learn of some great eating-shopping-walking places plus hotels – go up to the top and click on LONDON to see past blog posts of my visits there.
Before I go, however, I have an important civic duty to perform. Tomorrow (Sunday April 24) I return to my local polling station to vote Macron for the second time.