London

Here I am, in London! On business, but still squeezing in fun (though work is kind of fun, weirdo me), here and there.

Yesterday, took a brief outing to Foyle’s Books at Charing Cross, where I followed the literature section that mazes from A to Z throughout the store. I just love that maze–the shelves aren’t lined up in rows, but follow the walls inside the store–and as a result I find myself browsing the entire alphabet of authors.

I picked up a few books, after gazing at the UK book cover versions of my favorite books, and lustily eyeing the cookbooks.

I walked down to Trafalgar Square, suddenly lit with a few rays of sun, and then I went back to the hotel where I collapsed upon the bed.

These next few days are fully occupied with work. But the weekend is free.