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 »

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 »