Biding our time

Normally when we’re first in London, we can’t sleep at night and get our best rest in the morning from about 4 a.m. to noon. That’s because it’s nighttime in Chicago. But this time, we slept well on London hours and woke up relatively early in the morning. The mattress at the Club Quarters Gracechurch was mighty fine.Read More »

An evening with my people

We had been to the Emirates once before, described in my posts Premier league schedule will be announced tomorrow and The times they are a-changing. That time, we were clearly making a pilgrimage. In contrast with our temporary London living situation in which we found ourselves strangers in a strange land, described in my post Amongst the hipsters, when we attended the Liverpool match at the Emirates on Monday we could not have been more at home.Read More »

Amongst the hipsters

Nervous as I was to fly, I forgot about the anesthetizing experience of going through Security at the airport. When I’m in the Security line, I understand the truth. I am not a human with human value. Rather, I’m a cow. Sorry, cows, but you just don’t have the same value. I know it for sure when I’m being a cow, at the airport.Read More »