London- quite lovely and proper

What a charming city. It was truly bizarre to be around so many English-speaking people again. I kept finding myself having to fight not to say “hello” or “excuse me” and all of the other little phrases that occur in tiny interactions in French. Due to the London terrorist attempt our flight got cancelled into London. This forced Chris and I to take the Chunnel, which was AWESOME. Trains trump airplanes. I am just saying. The countryside was breathtaking and my company was equally pleasant. We stayed with one of Chris’ friends from high school named Scott Sage. He and his fellow flat-mates were accommodating, warm, and kind. We could not have arranged something more perfect. Their flat is located right next to Primrose Hill, which is one of the most unbelievable sights that I have ever taken in. London entailed a day at parliament, West Minster, Big Ben, Notting Hill, Kensington Gardens, Primrose Hill, good food, The Lion King at Lyceum Theater, and the tube. I am also reading Harry Potter for the first time ever, which just felt so right being there! I am only on book two and I adore these tall tales. Imagination is so healthy and fun. Chris (the very cute gentlemen in the pictures with me is the boyfriend from America for those who have been thinking that I found a Swedish foreign love). He came and played with me for ten whole days. I don't think I clarified what we actually did In Paris so here is a small recap... Paris looked like the Eiffel tower, some delicious meals, a home cooked meal, a lot of rain, Euro Disney (which WAS AWESOME), a lot of walking, and a movie on the Champs Elysee. Okay back to London now; I would have to say my favorite thing we did was a day trip to Cambridge. We ate at a small place called Cachao in Primrose Hill (Chicken Pesto Panini’s and delicious coffee to go) and then took a train. We just walked around aimlessly, found King’s College and a park bench. I just felt more intelligent sitting near these ancient institutes of learning. Actually I felt less intelligent and wanted to go home and study my books. Neither here nor there. We ate dinner on the river had a couple of beers shared some dish that resembled chicken pot -pie and then braved our punting skills. I have to say that the punting stick weighed about half of me and since I have the upper body strength of a feeble mouse I let Chris do most of the manual labor. I did try though, which produced a rather comical video clip. I ran into another boat. The day was endearing and felt a little enchanted… we could see the willow trees that frame the river, the beautiful college campus, and the gardens all from our little boat. I cannot remember laughing that much in a concentrated amount of time in years (that was year(s) with an “s” hence plural- multiple years) It was good for my heart. The Lion King was kind of life-changing, bold claim I know, but really if you ever have the chance to go to London, Cambridge and the Lion King are my recommended “must”.
Love love….