Sounds of laughter, shades of life: the post London me

The day has gotten a whole lot longer… I am now no longer jet lagged, just completely tired. I managed to get around pretty well today, though. I took the underground to see Westminster Abbey and Big Ben. Unfortunately, once I got there, I was so tired that I just lay in the grass in the park across the street. Once in front of Parliament, when I felt I had gathered my strength, I walked the hundred yards to Westminster Abbey where I fell asleep in the grass on top of my backpack and dearly hugging my other bag. It was perfect weather, clear skies with just enough sun to keep me warm. I got dinner from a local grocery, but it started to rain and I had to take refuge inside the Victoria Palace theater where I saw Billy Elliott. Overall I got around remarkably well and figured the Underground out fairly easily...

Famous last words.

Ironically I wrote too soon. Right after began the entry I went to the wrong airport terminal on the underground. As I’m finishing typing this I’m sitting in the airport again, waiting for the “left baggage” to open up so I can get my luggage to check. I'm sitting with a completely lovely woman named Toyin who I met after I went to the wrong place. The underground had stopped running the service between terminals and she and I were the only two left in the station. We walked together and made our way back to the terminal we were looking for. She bought me Starbucks and we discussed the business she runs, Obama, traveling, etc. We had good conversation and its nice to have the company. :) My flight leaves for Sofia in a few hours and I know tomorrow will be as equally busy as the last two days have been. I only hope that my good fortune in travel continues and that I’m able to get some rest tomorrow night at the hostel in Poland. (and shower)