as it turns out, Sir Dan Pires (known to some as the owner of my left arm) is now living in London town and contacted me to tell me so a few days ago. we got together last night for a few drinks and a few laughs at the expense of London food, weather, and subway system (the last only because it doesn't run 24 hours) and made plans to get together (along with Orley and Warren) for dinner tonight.
and while my initial admiration for the London tube has waned, i have a new obsession, namely, London cabs. whoever is in charge of the NYC fleet really should come over here and take a few notes. they look nice. they smell nice. they have four seats (two facing two) and leg room like you only see in business class on Emirates Airlines.
yesterday and today are my tourist days. i am so excited to fly back to New York that i've had to make myself an actual list of things to see here (some of which i don't even really care to see) just to occupy my mind and my time instead of sitting around plotting all the things i will do, wear, and eat when i get back to the City.
and i'm off...
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