lithera | Yo, yo, yo...

I'm in London. This is so cool.

I've seen so many things and been so many places I'd only read about in regency novels and other books. I'm currently sitting in an interner cafe on Baker Street about a block away from where Sherlock Holmes was supposed to have been. Wacky, wacky, wacky.

I'm at a hotel about a block away from the Charles Dicken's museum. I saw Big Ben. I was Westminster Abbey. I walked down the Strand and across the Thames. MY FEET HURT.

Tubes are cool. To bad Seattle is built on fill or I'd tell them to ditch the entire monorail idea.

I've been hit on more times in my few days in here in this city than I have in a year and a half in Seattle. Go figure.

I lvoe the city but I could never live here. It would be the biggest shame in the entire world to take all of this stuff for granted, not to marvel at the Parliment building in the sun, to shrug and walk on after going, "Eh... It's just another church..." (Keyboards in Englad are strange creatures, too.)

Anyway... Gotta go. Must go to Madame Tussaud's wax Museum.