I never used to be a huge fan of London, certainly not to live. It's no secret to anyone that I like the countryside and the idea of being in a big city like London always gives me the feeling of being completely faceless and insignificant.
But, yesterday I had a great day exploring the Tate Modern and then having a nice lunch and catch up with a dear friend. Later on, I called another good friend and we met up for drinks in a bustling pub near St Pancras Station.
Litchenstein at the Tate Modern
I am happy to admit these days that, although I do love the peace and quiet, there's something very infectious about London. Whatever you want to do, you can find it there! Each building and street tells a story, has a connection to a famous fact or character from history. This week has been all about fitting in lots of fun things, before I leave, and appreciating the things that I often take for granted. British life, history, landscape, culture - it's something I never used to appreciate but I will definately miss - as I head back overseas shortly.... not forgetting, of course, my very, very good friends!