On the way to Tescos to buy some lunch I noticed a bunch of police and posh cars outside the main entrance of SOAS, didn't think much of it. On the way back I saw Prince Charles coming out the building (Brunei gallery), and there I was walking about 10 feet from him. I've never been much of a monarchist but it did feel a bit strange, my only thought was, gosh that's a much more famous person than I was expecting. Never in my life did I think I'd be that close to royalty. He was looking a bit old and thin, I feel like I should have yelled something like, congratulations on your marriage, or god save the queen. Living in London is so different to living in a village in the middle of nowhere. Now the worst part about this just seems to confirm American sterotypes of England, where you bump into royalty all the time. I know Bill's mum will freak (she, like all middle class american housewifes, was totally in love with Diana- ICK)! Part of me thinks I must make a pact never to tell her.
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