Summertime. That glorious season when the Earth passes too close to the sun and causes the day to start at 5AM. Like today for instance when the gorgeous sunlight broke through my morning window at 5:10 and my body, traitor that it is, embraced millions of years of evolutionary biology rather than my earnest and rational desire for two more hours of sleep and say "HEY LAZY, GET OUT OF BED!"
So what better way to spend my morning than listening to London wake up and make a new post on the family blog?
Since I'm not sure if everyone who reads this knows, I've been recounting my adventures living abroad on one of my other blogs, A Yankee In London. Clever name, huh? So click on through if you'd like the update.
London has been good to us. The proximity of interesting places to visit helps travel and there's always something to do here as well. Looking out of the windows of my flat, I can see double-decker busses, the back of a pub, a busy street, Paul McCartney and Austin Powers. So pretty much everything 'London' is all right here. Pretty exciting!
The other bad part of getting up so early is that I can't run the coffee grinder until Elizabeth is up. Unlike me, she can sleep well into the morning. I think I may go find some coffee. Too bad there aren't any Starbucks around (the nearest one is 1.43 miles away, a bit far to walk just for coffee). Was that American of me to say?
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