The term flâneur comes from the French masculine noun flâneur—which has a basic meaning of "stroller". Charles Baudelaire developed a derived meaning of flâneur—that of "a person who walks the city in order to experience it".
5 ½ hours that flâneuring adventure lasted. I got off the bus coming back from a night out South of the river, got to Aldgate and got a rush of flâneurism. As you can see on the map, I walked from Aldgate all the way down to Westminster and then further along to the TATE Britain, where I saw the Turner Prize. I then wandered from there up to Buckingham Palace for a spot of tourism, which I found very weird because it felt like I was on holiday being surrounded by people taking the stereotypical landmark photographs. I then walked around Hyde Park and stopped to watch a goose with a broken leg, it was most upsetting yet in my state of mind it was very stimulating to watch. Then I made my way up to Regent's Park - which by the way is nowhere near as nice as Hyde Park. Then I went to the BT Tower and stood at the foot of it, annoyed that I didn't have my SLR with me. One for another time I guess. I then made my way from there to Tottenham Court Road and walked back to Bethnal Green from there along the bus route, smiling to myself every time one of 'my' buses drove past. The experience, like I said, took 5 and a half hours, and left me feeling totally liberated and inspired. I think I might go flâneuring a lot more if I have get the time.
5 ½ hours that flâneuring adventure lasted. I got off the bus coming back from a night out South of the river, got to Aldgate and got a rush of flâneurism. As you can see on the map, I walked from Aldgate all the way down to Westminster and then further along to the TATE Britain, where I saw the Turner Prize. I then wandered from there up to Buckingham Palace for a spot of tourism, which I found very weird because it felt like I was on holiday being surrounded by people taking the stereotypical landmark photographs. I then walked around Hyde Park and stopped to watch a goose with a broken leg, it was most upsetting yet in my state of mind it was very stimulating to watch. Then I made my way up to Regent's Park - which by the way is nowhere near as nice as Hyde Park. Then I went to the BT Tower and stood at the foot of it, annoyed that I didn't have my SLR with me. One for another time I guess. I then made my way from there to Tottenham Court Road and walked back to Bethnal Green from there along the bus route, smiling to myself every time one of 'my' buses drove past. The experience, like I said, took 5 and a half hours, and left me feeling totally liberated and inspired. I think I might go flâneuring a lot more if I have get the time.
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