May 14, 2006
The flight in was uneventful, and thanks to a little advance planning (staying up crazy late on Monday), I actually slept on the plane most of the way and avoided major jetlag. Dealing with the Heathrow snafu wasn’t bad since it was midday and not too busy. Hopping in the black cab at Victoria, it finally hit home: I’m on vacation. It was a beautiful, sunny day: people enjoying themselves in outdoor cafes, riders in Hyde Park, streets buzzing with activity. This is just what I needed.
Best Cat Ever
We recently lost our beloved Cornish Rex cat, Rory. He was 16, and I was fortunate to have known him for 14 of those years. He was known at ...
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