London rocked my world (excuse the 1980’s phrase)! I have no idea why the relocation Gods thought it would be better for Daniel and I to relocate to Paris, France rather than London, UK. Seriously, I was kinda bummed to come back to Paris (I realize that sounds like a totally spoiled brat), but London was just oh-so-amazing and oh-so-ME. Let’s examine why London was supercalifragilisticexpialidocious:
1) English is the native language; 2) People are friendly and very polite; 3) They have fish and chips; 4) They have adorable English Pubs that all kinds of really old, historical figures used to frequent; 5) They have tea time with crumpets and scones; 6) Everyone speaks with a great accent that I tried to mimic and failed miserably; 7) They have real life queens, princes, princesses, and dukes; 8) They have BIG, fatty breakfasts; 9) I could even find a bagel in the land of Londres; and 10) They had the Royal Wedding!
Over the course of the next 5-6 posts, I will walk you through our little rendezvous to the United Kingdom. Here are just a few of the offerings that London had for us…
Bon Ap is all I can say!