After Landing

When we were in the taxi yesterday, one of my first thoughts was that we were a pretty long way away from home and that we wouldn't be headed in a westerly direction for almost another year. It was a strange thought and a sad one, too.

It's amazing how quickly one forgets the uncomfortable-ness of air travel. Here I am, in the hotel, just a day after two back-to-back exhausting flights and half a day spent waiting in the airport and the trauma of so much travel has disappeared and its only remnant is a not-so-established sleep schedule.

After the Tower of London and lunch yesterday, Jen and I checked into our room and fell fast asleep for about a four hour nap. Then, we woke up and got online for awhile and went to the grocery store for this morning's breakfast and had dinner. Now, it's 9 a.m. and I've been up for an hour but Jen's still snoozing away. Today's plan, should Jen choose to eventually wake up, is to take the Tube to Westminster and check out nearby places like Parliament, the Cabinet War Rooms, and the Westminster Abbey. Tonight we're going to hit the Golders Green neighborhood, which is where all the kosher food is, apparently. Kosher Chinese food, yay!

Just a second ago, Jen arose and I told her I was blogging about her not waking up but since that brief interlude, she's drifted back to sleep.