London!

On Our Way!

Sweet Dreams Transatlantic -- Business Class!

I have been on the run for the past five days, so apologies to all (and myself!) for not doing my posts. Our flight was fantastic -- business class for the first time EVER! Whoo-weee! This country mouse loved the room to move!!! What a liberating experience, and less jet lag, too, 'cause I was able to sleep.

London. I am in love with London. Not so much its history -- but its variety. I am stimulated by the hundreds,  no thousands of dialects that are spoken here: Scandinavian, Russian, Polish, Japanese, Chinese, Croatian, Haitian, South African, OMG, there is no end to the multicultural assault on the senses here! I think I read somewhere that more languages are spoken here than anywhere else in the world. It is a constant reminder of all the different permutations of human existence.

Jet Lag Cuppa Jo at a Eurostyle Islington Cafe -- Overlooking Rooftops

And cafe living -- I love the European desire to take a load off and sit down at a streetside and have a cuppa somethin'...a pint, a glass of wine, a sultry liqueur, a shot of vodka...or, for the non-imbiber -- a cup of joe, a frothy cappachino, a bitter expresso, a milk-laden latte -- whatever comforts and or exhilarates your little soul and makes you smack your lips and sigh...this is good. And lest we forget the sweets...