Am. Loving. London.
And it's not just because of Harrod's Chocolate Bar (where you can get a cup of hot chocolate that's so good you will never need to have sex again)
We haven't been in as big of a tourist frenzy as we were in Paris and maybe that's why I'm liking London more. We aren't killing ourselves trying to do a million things a day here and I'm okay with that. If I don't see everything on my list, well there's always next time.
I haven't added any pictures yet since our hotel doesn't have internet and we have to pay by the hour at an internet cafe around the corner, but as I'll let everyone know when I do get some added.
Mom, tell Lily hello for me. I miss her much. I had a pillow by my side last night and I thought it was her. When I woke up enough to realize it wasn't her I was very upset.