Judging by the name of this post you might think I have been out running. That is definitely not the case. I have however seen London by foot for 12 chilly and magical night time hours together with perfect strangers pushing my comfort zone. It was one of the best nights of my life.
The Midnight Run is an event set up and run by Inua Ellams. Its a way of experiencing the city and seeing it through the eyes of others at the same time. We were around 25 people at the most walking through London for 12 hours stopping for different activities and getting to know the people who was by our side.
We started with the classic ‘2 truths, 1 lie’ and after concluding that a fish did indeed die from Tjernobyl dust and it is possible to have 2 brothers named Ernest we knew each other a little bit better.
Good start to laugh together and after this we did a hugging conveyer belt getting physical with the crew as well.
Some walking, the worlds longest toilet break and stacking up on snacks later we came to our second stop – basketball for all. Not having played for well, 20 years, I was luckily enough not the only one scrambling around for the ball with slippery fingers so it ended being more fun that competition.
Sam came straight from the US only being here for 2 weeks and made sure to document everything. Great way of getting to know a new city.
We had an engaged audience from the different flats all around. Not sure they were particularly impressed with our skills.
Next we went to a square to write down some thoughts on our lives, our place in time and our dreams.
Inua has a way of making you think and everyone was writing in their little midnight run branded notebooks.
It had me thinking of the amazing things that have happened this year, like getting Woolly, and the dreamy quality around me added to the feeling of connectedness.
I was not the only one enjoying the moment.
After this TJ played on a guitar like instrument. It was achingly beautiful and I think i was not the only one to wanting to stay, exactly like that, for a long, long time.
But all things end and we had a lot of things to go through. Here Katy are showing the guys how she want to clock to go for their video and it looks like we are between 9 – 10 pm. Thanks Kate
Some people left early but Oliver had told me it was an all in or nothing and im very happy i stuck it out to the end even if at times I was chilled to the bone and dreaming of a warm bed.
More walking and more to see and experience. Next was a closing mall. We were to set up small theater plays based on the concept wind. 20 minutes concept and rehearsals and the show time.
Oliver and Mike made sure everything got recorded.
After having been chased around by angry guards and told that we are disturbing the neighbors we found a spot for our performances.
The wind was blowing, both in real life and in the play’s and everyone went all in.
Apparently the wind can also talk according to one of the groups. Fittingly you couldn’t hear a word due to the real wind.
The we walked and walked and walked for what felt like at least 2 hours and ended up in a busy Soho around midnight. We took a pause in a quiet square and talked and wrote and heard stories.
More clocks. Think we are going between midnight and 1 o clock here. Starting to feel a bit tired.
Some more people had dropped out but we were a solid crew still and people were less strangers and more friends now.
While in Soho we went to a fancy, members only, nightclub and danced for 2 hours.
all in a circle with old school, silly dance moves it doesnt matter if you are sober or have walked for hours you can keep going endlessly anyway.
Finally time for food. Joseph and Jo were very happy to dig into some chinese. So was I. No dinner and loads of activities do that to you. 2.30, the perfect time for any dinner.
We weren’t done. Coming up to the proper wolf hour it was cold outside and everyone was tired but there was amazing things still do experience.
We went and sat outside the palace writing our manifesto of all the things we would change in London to make it perfect. No cars in London and no central line in rush hour. Tired minds dreaming of an easier life.
But still oddly awake and engaged. Going on over drive taking that last bits of energy it felt like you could do anything.
In St James’s park TJ played more beautiful music and people laid down on the cold grass to feel it in their hearts.
Tired but not in anyway beaten. Just open to really feel everything that happened around.
After music Andy gave us spoken word poetry that completely changed me. You know when you have those moments when it feels like something opens up. Ive never really experienced poetry that way before, we dont have it much back in Sweden, and being in love with the english language as I am it made me go ‘WOW, where have this been all my life’. I know what ol and me will do going forward.
Coming up to 6 o clock we ended the night standing on a bridge doing tai chi when the sun came up behind the clouds.
A truly amazing night. I cant wait to do it again and I feel like ive seen my new city in a completely new way and ive fallen a little bit in love with it once more.