Sunny Day

Today was a perfect sunny, spring day.  Everybody in London came out to celebrate - all we hear here is how hard the winter was, and now everyone is celebrating spring, and sun and the promise of warmth.  An early start to get to the London Eye before everyone else - unfortunately, everyone else had the same idea.

Then, an amble along The Queen's Walk, on the south side of the Thames, past the Globe Theatre, Southwark Cathedral, art galleries, street performers, St. Pauls Cathedral to London Bridge for a perfect view of Tower Bridge.  Then, back to Leicester Square (everytime I say it, I hum, Goodbye Picadilly, Farewell Leicester Square...it's a long, long way to Tipperary, etc.) for a pub lunch before Stomp - an awesome display of dance and rhythm and music and physical theatre.  Meg says that her mind has been blown so much that there is nothing left.  London is a beautiful, crowded jumble but it works - or it works as long as you don't actually have to be anywhere at a specific time.  We have taken the bus and the tube everywhere - I can't imagine if you had deadlines - how would you get to work on time?!  Tomorrow, we're off to Rye for our last 3 days in England - everyone is ready for a  rest...it's difficult to stop with so much to see and do.  However, the girls are in a contemplative mood and ready for some downtime.  As are Sam and I.  I am trying not to count down or keep track, but I am aware that we're in the home stretch of this amazing experience.  It is truly a challenge to live in the day - I keep catching myself thinking and planning   Not as often as usual, but still a challenge to stay in the moment.