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The British Museum, books and bad vibes

Day TWENTY NINE of backpacking across Europe with "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS"  [13+]

We're booked on one of the hop on, hop off buses in London’s day three today. Freedom in one of Europe’s best capital cities. I always consider Great Britain as part of Europe but ofcorse technically it’s not. And since the Brexit things haven’t improved, but I won’t get into politics now, it’s still holiday adventure!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=45ETZ1xvHS0

Since I love London that much I stay on the bus at the top and enjoy this ride through all London’s finest districts. So I take the Red route: Stop 1: Green Park Underground. Stop 2: Hyde Park Corner. Stop 3: Queen Mother Gates. Stop 4: Marble Arch. Stop 7: Regent Street. Stop 8: Piccadilly Circus. Stop 9: Haymarket. Stop 10: Trafalgar Square. Stop 11: Craig's Court. Stop 12: Whitehall. Stop 13: Westminster Bridge. Stop 14: London Eye. Stop 15: Covent Garden. Stop 17: St. Paul's. Stop 18: London Bridge. Stop 19: Tower of London. Stop 20: Embankment Pier. Stop 21: Westminster Pier. Stop 22: Westminster Bridge. Stop 23: Lambeth Palace. Stop 24: Parliament Square. Stop 25: Westminster Abbey. Stop 26: Buckingham Palace. Stop 27: Royal Mews. Stop 28: Victoria. Stop 29: Victoria Station. Stop 31: Mayfair.

I only want to visit the British Museum and go after bookshops today. I loved seeing the famous Stone of Rosetta with its hieroglyphs and all that’s been offered. Great sculptures and what a display on Oriental antiquities. Wow, what a great museum, and it’s for free. As a Duchy I always like that. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GfqrkjKtCJ8

I visit Foyles, a great bookshop. A large, multi-genre bookstore spread over 5 floors, also selling CD/DVDs, plus jazz café at 107 Charing Cross Rd. I am busy this afternoon enjoying myself reading.

For my second hand taste I go to Worlds End Bookshop, a compact, atmospheric shop buying and selling secondhand books, collector's editions and rarities at 357 King's Rd. I love these small quaint shops, they are often the best.

In the evening we go for the pubs. I meet up with SB Musing , Kit and Princess Megan Rose 22 Years and the rest of the gang. I think we got drunk!

Prompt How would you create a passive-aggressive character in your stories? What, in your opinion, makes people passive-aggressive?(BC)

Passive-aggressive behavior is the indirect expression of hostility, such as through procrastination, stubbornness, sullen behavior, or deliberate or repeated failure to accomplish requested tasks for which one is (often explicitly) responsible.(Wikipedia)

I would enter them in my stories by letting them think or say certain things in a covert or hidden way. Not open or honest but sneaky and dishonest. I think those (creepy) people have a tendency to dominate others in a very sneaky, manipulative way. They do it in such a way that it is very difficult to pin-point their behavior or let them be accountable for their behavior since its indirect expression and they can always deny it or say they meant something completely different. Those people can get under your skin easily. I am very allergic to those people in real life. I only would use it in my stories for characters that are difficult or nasty.

Prompt: Something had changed because he/she could feel a subtle difference when he/she walked into the room. What had changed?(BCoFs)

They had been talking about him behind his back, since he could smell the difference when entering the room again. His hairs in his neck suddenly stood out, he could feel the cold entering the room as if someone had just opened a window cooling down the once so warm and cozy atmosphere before he left for a toilet break. People he just talked to turned away and he could sense their disapproval pouring out over him. What the hell happened? Then he saw her standing in the corner talking to his best friend. And he understood at once. She was telling everybody what a bastard he had been for giving her the cold shoulder after ten years of marriage. There was no place for him at this party anymore, so he left instantly and in a hurry. He didn’t even bother to finish his drink.

Day THIRTY SEVEN "Give It 100!"