It's a beautiful day in the neighbourhood, and today's neighbourhood is London. My inherent and inexplicable dislike of the city hit me not too long after landing, but the weather today is so picture-perfect that London looks better than I've ever seen it. And as always, I am eternally grateful for the fact that London museums are generally free; it's probably one of the most outstanding features I've seen in a city. Every city should do it! Today feels like Sunday here, but I know that's not possible since Sunday I'll be back home.
It's really weird to know that I'm on my way home. Although I'm glad to be returning, I felt a little sad as I surrendered my bags to the check-in counter in Bangkok - as if I was losing something. Or maybe like the feeling you get when you say goodbye to a close friend, not knowing when you'll see each other again. I didn't expect it; realistically, 4 months is not a very long time to be away.
Wandering around London shops, I keep regretting that I didn't buy more in Asia. Seeing the airplane map flash placenames...Calcutta, Karachi, Kiev...what whould have happened if had gone there instead? Taken the harder road? And of course, the question of "what next?" I don't just mean travel-wise, but generally. It's bizzare to me that next week (well, in just a few more days really) I'll be at a new job, with no clue what to expect.
As I write this, I'm sitting in a small park next to the Thames (what, you think I spend all my time in Internet cafes?), spitting distance to the London Eye (damn, I didn't realize until the end of the day that today would've been perfect to ride it - I've never been on). I wish this could be every day: gorgeous weather, parks and squares to lounge in, people to watch.
Everything eventually ends though, at least for a while. And in a way, I think that's good; gives you perspective and all that, right? So, goodbye for now; I should be able to have some photos up in the next week or two. Take care!