The clock said 8:05 AM. And I rushed to catch the tube to St. John’s Wood station – a good 30 minute ride from my West Kensington location.
Drizzling… 5-degree weather… no breakfast… who cares.
I was about to embark on my pilgrimage to the one place on earth where words and music were once strung together… revolutionizing the way the world listened to music.
I didn’t want to be weighed down by anything – not by my disdain for walking long distances nor my distaste for leaving home without taking breakfast. And certainly, not by my 500-lb Canon… so I traveled light – with my Blackberry phone cum stills camera.
Finally, I alighted at the station that was destined to take me to legendary Abbey Road Studios – where the Beatles crafted some of the world’s best-loved songs.
Ended my pilgrimage with breakfast (English bangers on baguettes) at a genuine English pub while loud music was playing – that of Sir Paul pleading, intoning to just “let it be”.