Reserve named Camden

Probably one of the most interesting places in London is Camden, aka Camden Town. You can get there on the metro along the black northern branch, and even better to go down from Hampsted on Hampstred-Khai Street, which, steadily losing respectability, is gradually turning into Camden Hay Street. At the same time, the cozy Victorian mansions of Hampsted and Belsaise Park are replacing the real estate simpler, and when at the Chok-Farm station almost every house you can see the "surrender" sign-it means that everyone came. Because Camden is a market and not one, but to whom the desire to live next to the outlet. Although the place is quite pretty-the picturesque channel, near the rigent-park, followed by the famous Abby Road and other historical places, which, however, in London, you will not surprise anyone, which literally every stone here will necessarily breathe some historical person or event.

However, you will not surprise a large market either, because the whole city is a huge shopping, especially in the season of summer and winter sales. Nevertheless, Camden is not a trading carpet-garden, not Oxford Street, and not even a brand croz, where our compatriots love to drive cheap shirts from Ralph Lauren. Because in the huge Camden Lock Market - a market converted from a sawmill, and tourists go not for purchases, but for unique impressions to the Camden Stables Market stable. Although the local counters, as it should be scored jeans, leather jackets, Indian jewelry and all supposedly designer nonsense, and fruits are cheaper here than even in Tecko stores.

Because Camden is not a store, it is a huge human reserve of the youth fauna of the last decades: hippies, pankov, ready, emo and all other directions that only existed on Earth. You leave the metro and immediately find yourself in a stone jungle, populated by exotic creatures made of leather and metal, with rings in the nose and purple hair. All styles and directions on one site. Fairy tale!

Tourists who have come here for the first time resemble timid African travelers from the time of the film "Snow Kilimanjaro", who were strictly warned that the customs of the inhabitants of the local savannah should not crawl out of the ladriorover. For omnipotal security. I also heard many stories about the aggressiveness of the local public, but I myself somehow did not encounter and believe with difficulty. What aggression is there, on the contrary, a continuous window dressing; The impression is that the local studded audience, which is being torn by the subway, is working as a formal youth for grants of the Ministry of Tourism. A few years ago, at least they shied away from the camera, and now - take it off to health, especially if not at point blank, but on a long focus. But this is national, the inhabitants of Albion do not like to act at all, the character is like that. And in vain, in the photographs they get good friendly faces, without our eternal malice and resentment.

But, of course, the main thing in Camden is the special air of freedom. Maybe because they named this place in honor of the same graph reformer, I do not know. But for some reason, here I want to re-live my youth, poisoned by Lenin, a party, a Komsomol, the struggle with jeans and the tearful-via repertoire of VIA "gems". Because here you can wear narrow trousers without any problems, and wide ones, you can not wear them at all, and here it will not occur to any madman that the unsteady words of the Beatle song "You Know If Youak Myart i'll Go ..." - "If you break my heart, I will leave again" - this is well -planned " - this Ideological sabotage against the state of workers and peasants. And the main thing because in the local free atmosphere today's Russian life seems to be some kind of ridiculous mistake of nature, which it is actually, and such knowledge is worth a lot.

Here is a photo report, look.