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The first thing I noticed about Leeds was the size of the buildings. Actually that’s the second thing I noticed. The first was that it was really fucking cold, and as usual, dressed in a thin suit jacket, I was woefully unprepared for these types of temperatures. (Oh the sacrifices we must make for fashion.)
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James Taylor2006-08-23 16:02:08
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The first thing I noticed about Leeds was the size of the buildings. Actually that’s the second thing I noticed. The first was that it was really fucking cold, and as usual, dressed in a thin suit jacket, I was woefully unprepared for these types of temperatures. (Oh the sacrifices we must make for fashion.)
It was clear I was now in a big city. (I was surprised to find out later that Leeds has the second largest Metropolitan area in the country, making it the second largest city in the U.K, there’s one for the fact fans). Even so, even the buildings in London aren’t this tall. It seems that, whereas London likes to push all its massive tower blocks and tenements to the outskirts (or at least into the city) Leeds exposes itself at first glance, warts and all, with a skyline symptomatic of the characteristic northern honesty. Surprisingly however, this expansiveness was impressive rather than cluttered. Even the older Victorian buildings seemed just that bit bigger and at times seemingly without justification. The behemoth of a hotel across from the station may be popular but it can’t justify being about 12 times the size of the natural
Quaint Ain't ithistory museum, surely.
I had been to Leeds once before to visit the university, roughly four and a half years ago. Seeing as the date of the visit was September 11th 2001 however, memories of Leeds itself largely consisted of the sports bar in which a major part of the day was spent. Unsurprisingly the coverage being shown wasn’t sport.
I was in Leeds to visit my friend Steve, who as been described by another friend as “so charismatic that people are drawn to him like moths to a light bulb”. So, arriving into Leeds about 5’o clock on Friday after an uncomfortable and rather chaotic train ride (first the train was broken, then it wasn’t, then we had to change trains but didn’t, all good fun), I was looking forward to my stay.
A brisk walk, in the cold,
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