Having spent the bulk of the day in South Kensington and experiencing overwhelming nostalgia, I feel like I’m falling in love with this city all over again. Liz and I got to the V&A not long after it opened. She went upstairs to textiles, and I made a b-line for the fashion collection. I think my neck is still sore from looking down at all the placards explaining the significant of each piece. *sigh* 1988 Moschino Bra Dress 1959 Jacques Heim Gown Not knowing exactly what to explore after 45 minutes of making a slow circle around cases of enclosed dressing and evening gowns, vintage wedding...

Liz and I took the day to embrace our picture-taking skills, put some wear on our sneakers and enjoy London’s mid-May intermittently blue sky. We ended up at a smattering of typical tourist spots to supply proof that, yes, we saw the things one sees when you visit London. Such as … … Big Ben and … … a body of water within a huge, green park leading to another something rather notable and crowded (this is the case for just about every London park, am I wrong?) — this one so happens to be St. James’ Park. Yes, we took a brief stop at Buckingham Palace,...

After less than twelve hours on the ground, London already feels like home again. The streets, the trees, the double-ring on the other line when you make a call. Narrow staircases and sidewalks, the circus-esque patterned and colored velour lining the tube’s seats. Walking through M&S carrying a wire basket — knowing you can only buy what you can actually carry home. How quickly it’s all coming back. Liz and I had a safe — and what felt relatively quick — flight over, more comfortable and able to sleep thanks to a last-minute seat upgrade (from middle-middle to...