Londres!

I spent last weekend in London with my dear friend Kristina, and man was it awesome. I am pretty sure Kristina and I could have a ridiculous time with a card board box, but getting to spend time in London was pretty great. I don't think a weekend was nearly enough time though. I will definitely have to go back and spend much more time there, though I'm not sure it will happen on this trip.

We managed to do some of the bigger touristy things. We, of course, went to Harrods. I have memories of my mom bringing me back things from there so felt that I really needed to go. Beyond that the place is insane. It was like going through a shopping mall, except it is all one store. There were probably 4 or 5 distinct sets of escalators/stairs and at least 2 or 3 restaurants on each of the six stories. So naturally we settled on a really great frozen yogurt place. It was awesome. I don't think I have had frozen yogurt in a long long time and it was wonderful.

Over the course of the next day we also went to see Buckingham palace, without royal sightings, Big Ben, the parliament building, the London eye, and the church where all the coronations occur, which inevitably I can't recall the name of. I also managed to do some typical things like taking goofy pictures in a telephone booth. They really are everywhere. I wasn't sure if that would be like Plymouth rock was for me (read: incredibly disappointing because it is pun) but they were truly everywhere. That and I had the experience of riding on a double decker bus and a taxi cab there. These are also very funny looking. I'm sure I have a picture somewhere, but not sure where.

The weather was absolutely beautiful one day and the typical London grey drizzly the other day, which was cool. I'm glad that I really got to experience London as it is. Other than that it was a spectacular weekend, and I'm excited to get more time with Kristina this weekend. We are currently also trying to work out making our way to Istanbul in April.

Beyond that, I find myself continually happy to be returning to Paris. I really enjoy it here, and am always glad to be coming back. I had a wonderful weekend, but there is nothing quite like getting back to your own bed.

My small Paris anecdote for the day: I realize that Paris is the city of love or some such, but seriously I don't think it is necessary to sit on your loved ones lap. I cannot tell you the number of people I have seen sitting on each others lap while waiting for the metro and what not. Its truly bizarre. Its not even out of necessity. Typically there is a vacant seat right next to them...