About two weeks ago, I was at Stansted Airport in London waiting for a flight back to Dublin after five days of really enjoyable holidays. We were welcomed there by our lovely Australian friends and among all types of fun times together, I have to admit I did have some real tourist moments. The last time I had properly visited London was more than twelve years ago so it has effectively changed a lot in the meantime. Apart from a couple of rain drops, and me stepping right into a huge puddle of water (because I was marveling at the Anthropologie shop windows, so it's a good excuse), we were very lucky with the weather and managed to fit a lot of things in.
We started our holiday with an epic evening run through the many types of transportation London has to offer on a strike day. Our friend R. was in the Irish play 'Translations' by Brian Friel at the other side of town and we wanted to make sure we would be there and see him on stage.
What ensued were a few days filled with food, sight seeing, theatre, sunshine, happiness and friendship. What could you ask more of a holiday?!
We started our holiday with an epic evening run through the many types of transportation London has to offer on a strike day. Our friend R. was in the Irish play 'Translations' by Brian Friel at the other side of town and we wanted to make sure we would be there and see him on stage.
What ensued were a few days filled with food, sight seeing, theatre, sunshine, happiness and friendship. What could you ask more of a holiday?!
