London calling

With all birthday celebrations now behind me, the excitement about my impending European escapade kicked in about two hours ago. In 48 hours I will be in the air somewhere over Newfoundland en route to London.

The planning is done and the packing is almost complete. I can now sit here, listening to the Clash, thinking about how in five days I would have visited here, here, here and here. Not to mention here, here and here.