Looks from London

I can't believe it's October. Where did time go? I want more hours in my day so I can attempt to have a life. My schedule has taken on a disquieting monotony—eat, sleep, work, eat, sleep, work, eat, sleep, work—and I haven't seen many of my friends in weeks. But I suspect that additional hours if they come will get cannibalized by? Sleep. Which is what I did the most of during my trip to London two weeks ago. And eating too. I'm back at that “number” that gets me all freaked out and eating soups and salads for a month. We all have that number.

Random shots from visit #5 to London:
BlackGirl & Squeaky, Westminster Abbey in background. Confident even when I'm dead wrong (sound like anyone we know, name rhymes with tush?), I insisted the clock tower was not Big Ben and tried convincing a passing local that the tower was elsewhere.
London Eye. Maybe next time.
I knew he wasn't allowed to move—or kick me.
Missed Borough Market on my last two trips. Not this time.... A fun way to spend a Saturday morning. I could have stayed for hours, but my wallet started to hurt.
I should eat more vegetables, but....
....fudge brownies will do just fine, thank you very much.
I am waiting, begging for someone to open a decent dim-sum spot in Prague. In the meantime, London will just have to do. Lunch at Pearl Liang.
Chrysanthemum bun. Yummy to eat even though I thought it looked like a nipple.
Getting myself to Buckingham Palace. Finally.