I'm now in England. I spent Wednesday recharging my batteries from my stupidly timed flight across the ocean. Wednesday night, Alan drove me to Bluewater, the huge mall where I used to work. I looked at a jacket that cost £185, and then decided I should pace myself and put off any shopping until after I get back fom France.
Today I went into London and beelined for the National Portrait Gallery. I spent four hours and I have to go back to finish exploring. Then I got a sandwich from Boots and sat on the embankment to eat it. It was a lovely day - warm, not too warm, and no wind. Then I walked up to the Parliament buildings and took in the sights around there (Ministry of Defence, Westminster Abbey, more statues than all of Canada).
Tomorrow its going to be another trip into the city, and I think this time I'll go to the V&A Museum. I've never been there.
Saturday, it's off to France to see Anna and Nico. Yeah, just like that.