There and Back Again

Listening to: Somewhere Only We Know (Keane)
Pondering: Your bat is your life. It’s your weapon. You don’t want to go into battle with anything that feels less than perfect. (Lou Brock)
One week ago today, my sister and I arrived in London amidst the chaos of terrorist threats and airline restrictions. Now, sadly we only [...]

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Listening to: Goodnight Lovers (Depeche Mode)
Pondering: The average tourist wants to go to places where there are no tourists. (Sam Ewing)
Today I spent the entire day doing what every visitor in London seems to do when they first get here. I purchased a ticket to the Big Bus Company hop on/off tour and saw [...]

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Listening to: Long Legs (The Magic Numbers)
Pondering: We’ll try to stay blind to the hope and fear outside. Hey child, stay wilder than the wind and blow me in to cry. (Duran Duran, Come Undone)

Today, I have come to realize that London has lost its charm for me. I don’t know if it’s because [...]

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Listening to: What Happens Tomorrow (Duran Duran)
Pondering: The quickest way to know a woman is to go shopping with her. (Marcelene Cox)
The bad thing about London is the shopping. You can’t resist it. It’s in every corner. And the weirdest thing for me about shopping in London is that they always (always!) have [...]

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Listening to: Please Forgive Me (David Gray)
Pondering: I would rather live my life as if there is a God and die to find out there isn’t, than live my life as if there isn’t and die to find out there is. (Albert Camus)
I’m too tired to write today so I’ll just post three pictures that [...]

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Listening to: Lost in the Stars (Martin Gore)
Pondering: A friend of mine asked me to open a sports bar in London, and the media were there. This fella started interviewing me, thinking I was Sean Bean. (Richard Gough)
It’s Day 2 in London. My sister Myra and I didn’t do much today on account of [...]

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Listening to: Miniature Disasters (KT Tunstall)
Pondering: I’d like to fly. Then I wouldn’t have to wait in airport security lines. (Jim Morris)
I am sitting here in my hotel room in London, near the Victoria Train Station. I am writing in my laptop because my handwriting, of late has been miserable. I am freshly showered and [...]

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