Enjoying a bird's Eye view of London
Matilda Lawson takes a ride on The London Eye
There were hundreds of people flooding out of the underground. Many honks and horns were blaring from every car. Coffee shops and department stores lined the streets waiting for people to shed money from their pockets. The bustle and busyness of London can be overwhelming for some, but for me it was quite the opposite.
As I walked down the maze of streets, people were dodging left and right, almost speed walking straight at me. The sounds of chattering and footsteps cluttered my ears while I tried to steady my focus. Long skyscrapers towered above me and showered me with light from billboards and advertisements.
One of the many landmarks that London is famous for, the London Eye, was standing right in front of me and I could sense the buzzing of the people around me. Queues were around the corner and many excited children were itching to get on.
As I stepped onto the platform and watched the heavy, metal door snap shut, the noise and bustle of the streets finally subdued. Everything was quiet. Nothing could be heard except the gentle whirring of the machinery below me. I sat quietly on a bench, and looked out at the world around me.
It was as if my world had stopped, yet people continued to move. Tourists marched their way around the city with cameras and phones in hand. School children were skipping and running around the play areas in the park, trying to pull their parents in to play with them. Dogs yapped and barked at the sounds while trying to escape the prison of their leads. Everyone was focused on what they were doing and didn’t stop to spare a look at anyone else.
As we rose up hundreds of feet into the air, my body began to feel like it was floating, like it was lighter than oxygen. The world grew smaller and smaller until I could finally see the whole of London. It was a peaceful landscape, one you could lose yourself in, just staring at every little detail. My breathing was calm and my body was still. All I could do was admire the beauty of London.
Matilda Lawson, Year 9
There were hundreds of people flooding out of the underground. Many honks and horns were blaring from every car. Coffee shops and department stores lined the streets waiting for people to shed money from their pockets. The bustle and busyness of London can be overwhelming for some, but for me it was quite the opposite.
As I walked down the maze of streets, people were dodging left and right, almost speed walking straight at me. The sounds of chattering and footsteps cluttered my ears while I tried to steady my focus. Long skyscrapers towered above me and showered me with light from billboards and advertisements.
One of the many landmarks that London is famous for, the London Eye, was standing right in front of me and I could sense the buzzing of the people around me. Queues were around the corner and many excited children were itching to get on.
As I stepped onto the platform and watched the heavy, metal door snap shut, the noise and bustle of the streets finally subdued. Everything was quiet. Nothing could be heard except the gentle whirring of the machinery below me. I sat quietly on a bench, and looked out at the world around me.
It was as if my world had stopped, yet people continued to move. Tourists marched their way around the city with cameras and phones in hand. School children were skipping and running around the play areas in the park, trying to pull their parents in to play with them. Dogs yapped and barked at the sounds while trying to escape the prison of their leads. Everyone was focused on what they were doing and didn’t stop to spare a look at anyone else.
As we rose up hundreds of feet into the air, my body began to feel like it was floating, like it was lighter than oxygen. The world grew smaller and smaller until I could finally see the whole of London. It was a peaceful landscape, one you could lose yourself in, just staring at every little detail. My breathing was calm and my body was still. All I could do was admire the beauty of London.
Matilda Lawson, Year 9