I had forgotten just how much I love London. Delays at Newark Airport, a long overnight flight, an endless line at customs followed by a crowded rush hour ride on the Piccadilly Line, all of it melted away the moment I stepped out into Covent Garden and remembered why I love this city.

Today I found myself in Brixton, Kennington, Tottenham, and various points about and in between. Riding on the top level of a double decker bus, you can really appreciate the sheer variety that is London. The youthful energy, multiethnicity and historic environs work together to create an almost alchemic sense of place.

Alas, I still don’t have the hang of the accent. Fortunately, people here seem to be very good at understanding my foreign dialect. 😉

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