Even the most seasoned traveler isn't immune to the unexpected hiatus. Both persistent illness and family duties kept me away, but now I am back and happy to be on the road again, or, at least to be writing about being on the road. Unexpected ventures remind me of the time I ended up in London on just three days notice. It was January 2001 and I had just returned to Leuven after the holiday break. The London excursion centered around my cousin, one my all-time favorite people and his interest in an English girl he had met only two weeks prior at a wedding in Texas. I went along to serve as his moral support (in case he should decide to chicken out), so you can already tell how this story will end. A scheme was hatched on a Wednesday, arrangements were made to rendezvous with the object of his affections, and we were both in London by Friday. One ill-advised meeting at a club in Wimbledon and a lost wallet later, and the romance was over before it began. We did, however, manage to see some pretty decent sights.
Westminster Abbey:
Piccadilly Circus:
We even took in show:
84 Charing Cross Road. Just a cafe now, but as immortalized in a great book, it used to be a lovely bookshop:
Buckingham Palace:
Portobello Road in Notting Hill:
Parliament and Big Ben:
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