Spent the past few days in London and though I barely made a dent through the city's scores of sights to see, I really enjoyed myself. The beautiful weather yesterday, and the wonderful Borough Market and all the free cheese, jam, and sausage samples put me on a high and made me forget everything I disliked about London. I love that Polyanna and her principle. We're pals. Yesterday, walked by the bridge where Liam Nielsen had an important talk with his son in Love Actually. Then walked around and tried to climb over a fence in Notting Hill. Then last night, rented Wimbledon (am now a Blockbuster member in the States, Scotland, and a temporary one in England) and proudly pointed out all the landmarks I had been to- because being in London isn't about the vibrancy of the city, or its rich history, or the wealth of museums to wander through, it's about walking through the same blocks that chick flicks were set in.
The London Eye. It wasn't actually running that day, so I couldn't go on. Plus, I couldn't actually afford the ticket if I wanted to eat (well) in London. Still, I'd like to pretend that I had wanted to go on, but was disappointed to find the Eye not running. Wouldn't it be cool if Boston had a giant skeeball machine? Just a thought.
Mini-football tournaments going on in Trafalgar Square the other day, sponsored by Nike. Check out the jerseys.
I told you it was big.
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