On the steps of St Martins in the Field church, Trafalgar Square. I will be wearing a cap (Deliveroo / Just Eat) ... and carrying a food delivery bag.
It isn't tourism - it's COUNTER-TOURISM. We swim against the current.
Taste gin in Gin Alley. Plant tomato seeds in pavement cracks. Send an unwanted postcard. Recite a Brutalist poem.
Have fun.
Find love.
Go away thinking 'What the hell was that all about?'
In short, expect nothing short of an epiphany.