Nostalgia came out of nowhere and smacked me in the face. It’s been over four years since I was in Europe and China, and every time I hear someone speak in a foreign language/accent I mentally grab my luggage and head for the door. My roommate is also an anglophile so we languish in mutual misery and reminiscence.
So here’s an image of part of London, by Stephen Wiltshire. One of the items on my “If I am a Millionaire” list is to purchase more original artwork. And travel.