London Travel Journal

London is a big city. A really, big city.

Of course I’m talking about the one in England, not the one in Ontario, Canada. I don’t want to slight the one a couple of hours away from me, but this isn’t it.

There is so much to do and see in London, England—visit art galleries, museums, monuments, historical buildings, cathedrals, theatres and other amusements; and just walk around and let lost—that if you can’t find anything you enjoy there then you are incapable of enjoyment. I suffer a touch of anhedonia myself, but I still find lots to delight in there.

Now that I’ve said all that, I can’t believe that, as of the time of writing, I’ve only been twice—once in my early 20s and once in my late 60s. I’m now 70. I should stop writing this category description and start planning my next trip.

This is a subcategory of “England,” a sub-subcategory of “United Kingdom,” and a sub-sub-subcategory of “Europe.”

London: Aimless Wandering

I arrived at London’s Heathrow Airport a little after noon today. My Fitbit told me that I got one hour and 29 minutes of sleep...