Early Saturday morning I returned home from London. The whole experience felt more like one extremely long day rather than the four days it was.
We left unprepared, forgetting adapters and toothpaste, equipped with dead cellphones and minimal cash mostly in the wrong currency.
In the end, it was brilliant to have real milk in my tea in the mornings, meet boys with addictive personalities and shop shop shop at Primark.
I think the lighting in London generally lends itself to an artistic eye.
And now it’s a quick turn around, loads of laundry and off to Germany on Wednesday.
There will be more soon, but at the moment this is just to say, after all is said I’m the happiest I’ve been in a long long time. And I’m finally looking forward to the future in a far less selfish way.
Picture: Taken in the West Minister Cathedral
