Philistine

I went to the Tate modern today and did not look at any of the exhibitions. Instead, I bought a diet Pepsi and looked out of the window at St Paul's Cathedral. For two hours. Two hours of thinking is not really a good idea. It leads me to all sorts of dark places. I am not really in good spirits, and I can't quite figure out why, there's no reason for it.

I got an STA travel guide to Australia to start thinking about where to go when I get there, and I just could not get excited about it. Why, when I've spent 24 hours (or more) on a flight, would I want to spend the next three weeks doing even more travelling around different parts of the country? I don't like beaches, I don't like countryside and views, and I don't like having to make smalltalk with strangers. So methinks one of those organised tours is most definitely not the way to go. My favourite holidays are city breaks, where I can wander round museums and shops, and go to nice restaurants. I really really want to go to Prague, maybe I should take myself off there for the weekend soon.