I remember one of my earliest visits to London, in the 1950s. I had a nice lunch in a restaurant on the second floor of a building with windows facing the Houses of Parliament. A lamb chop and canned peas cost me seven shillings sixpence, at the time about one dollar.
Like New York City there are good productions and bad productions. The rambling I've done this trip has ranged broadly, as the following round-up of offerings outside the National Theatre and Shakespeare's Globe attests.
Letting a concert's location determine a travel itinerary is not typical-- unless you follow jam bands, of course. But participating in London's holiday revelry was an unexpected benefit to attending the Rolling Stones' 50th anniversary show.
Theater-goers arriving in London in the next few weeks for the Olympics will come up against a fascinating cultural phenomenon in at least three theaters. It's the sound of Olympics extravagance clashing with economic austerity.
My concerns about missing the most perfect turns of the English language were largely unfounded. The plays are so good, that in the hands of passionate performers they go beyond the need to comprehend the words to get their meaning.
If you're planning to visit London soon, check out One Man, Two Guvnors at the National. It's a crash course in British humor that will teach you as much about post-war Britain as a hundred walking tours.