Still in the same place for once. We had decided to spend some quality time in London on this trip, to slow it down from the usual backpacker pace. See amazing site, get some sleep, pack up, move to another town. Repeat as needed.

When you stay at a place for more than three or so days, it changes the way you look at your current location. It makes you feel more like a local. Add to that you are staying over at some London friends of yours and I can almost get a glimmer of what it would be like to live here: a exiting, vibrant life, yet only in those brief moments you are neither working nor broke.

Christy and I continue to loose money at a prodigious rate, paying for such luxurious items as lunch, dinner and tube fare. And beer of course. Christy is not as excited about the wonderful London bitter and lager they have here as I, but she has found her own alcoholic fascination of her own, the mulled wine. While I think that it is usually a bit too many flavors at once, warming up from the inside sure is a nice way to warm up from this whole winter they have going on up here.

Speaking of weather, did you know that there was a tornado in London last week? How about that for global warming, eh?

Let me give you a few brief descriptions of things seen in London. The London Eye--you know that huge brand spanking new Ferris wheel--is worth every bit of the admission price. You get a beautiful view of the City right above the Thames, in fact you look down onto Big Ben. The Tate Modern is a world class museum--with five story slides in it. Slides for adults. Huge ones at that. I am starting to think that London may just be one big playground.

Well, we are off to see an iconic bridge today, maybe find some art, then wrap it up by meeting up with two old friends from Texas. Goes to show you how many of us high tailed it out of that state as fast as we could.