When I think of circuses, I imagine bright and colorful lights shining down on breathtaking performances. I imagine animals prancing around in all their glory. I imagine crowds of people, including babies who are afraid of clowns.
And so I visited Piccadilly Circus while I was in London and discovered this:
I got my bright and colorful lights shining down on magnificent architectural performances, but somehow my enjoyment wasn’t heightened. I got animals prancing around, although I didn’t need to travel so far to see homo sapiens in my own natural habitat.
However, I did see crowds of people. I’m sure any baby would fear the clowns (a.k.a. tourists) you can find here on any given day.
Even though one can find plenty of restaurants nearby, why would a tourist choose to pause here? London explodes with greater attractions than these gaudy advertisements… even though the ads happen to be juxtaposed with worthwhile stuff.