What a hectic Chinese New Year! The way London's China Town was packed so frantically, I'm definately gonna be celebrating somewhere else next year. With only one hour to enjoy the celebrations, emerging from Leicester Square station I almost immediately heard the distinctive banging drums of the famous Dragon dance. But Woah! If you actually wanted to SEE that Dragon dance you had to be like some kind of obsessed fish; swimming through the rough crowds surrounding the performance like piranha among lunch.
The dragon is the highest sign of prosperity in Chinese culture, and the Dragon dances from shopfront to shopfront, being fed vegetables and exchanging good fortune.
So I stepped away from China Town onto Shaftsebury Avenue, searching for other wonders. Like a quaint old tourist lady clutching helium balloons in the street, a young Chinese boy reciting a 5 minute long prose in Mandarine on stage, and then it started snowing! Global cooling!! And with that it was time for me to go.