Yesterday while standing at the corner of Russell Square, two young Latin men catch my attention and one says, “Piccadilly Seerk?”. I look confused and ask, “what?”
He laughs, looks at his friend and tries again, “Piccadilly Seerk?”
“I don’t know,” I said. “I just got here yesterday. See? Here’s my map,” as I pull out my mini map of London. “Do you want to go to the Piccadilly train line?” I ask.
“Uhm, no we are from Brazil and we thought you are a Londoner.”
“Me? No, I just got here. Let’s look at the map — oh, are you looking for Piccadilly Circus?” Their eyes light up, “yes, where is it?”
I show them the map, we make hand gestures, they laugh, thank me and blend back into the crowd.
A Londoner?
08 Friday Jun 2012