Sunday, December 31, 2006

...and it goes by the name of London.

Hello everyone. I hate New Year's Eve, but this year at least I have an excuse to stay inside and be boring: namely, jetlag and driving rain. I wanted to go down to Trafalgar Square and see the fireworks but...well, it's not like I've never been to Trafalgar Square before.

Yes, I landed safely. I will write more about my trip there and back later and the bittersweetness of being here for what might be the last time. I got a treat coming in this morning though: for the first time ever we went into a holding pattern over the city and I could see all the landmarks out my window: the Eye, Tower Bridge, Piccadilly Circus, Charing Cross Station and (I think) Nelson's Column. Everything was lit up and beautiful, clean and quiet from the sky. No place like it.


Chris said...

Glad that you got home safe and can you email me your address. :) Happy New Year.

premiere girl said...

Happy New Year! And it can't be the last time of you being in London.It will be for now. Because, dear, we will always have London;)

Samantha said...

Happy New Year! Don't feel too bad about Trafalgar. We didn't make it to Times Square either, though I'm fully prepared to lie about it. I look forward to your calls again (and I only have my phone off when I "preoccupied") Enjoy your dressing.