water

We're in the home stretch here in London and I am getting ready to go home.  Tomorrow we are going to the Hard Rock Cafe here in London which I have learned is almost like going to an American embassy.  The last time I came to Europe, we went to the Hard Rock Cafe in Barcelona at about the same time in our trip: a day or two before going home when we were all tired and nearly ready to be home.  The best part is the huge glasses of soda with free refills.  I am going to drink so much Diet Coke - I can't wait.  Yeah, I'm kinda going crazy.

Today we went to Hyde Park.  We saw the Peter Pan-inspired playground and lots and lots of ducks and swans and more ducks.  We moseyed around the park, eventually stopping at the Princess Diana memorial fountain which we could actually go into.  The water was really cold, but we braved it anyway.  After a while we got used to the cold and our toes got numb.  We lunched in the park near the river/lake that runs through Hyde Park.  I brought my kite with hopes of wind so that I might fly it, but there was little wind worthy of kite flying.  Today was quite mellow.  We are all rather tired and winding down in our travels. 

I have started really looking forward to going home.  I have begun a list of things I do and don't miss from home, which I will probably post tomorrow.  The chief thing among the things I miss is hot water.  To all of my people back home, you know I love you and miss you, but it really is harder than you think to be without consistent hot water.  Lately, it has just been shutting off at the most inopportune time, such as last night, when it stopped altogether just as I was about to rinse the shampoo out of my hair.  Readers, be grateful for your hot water.  Enjoy your hot showers tonight or tomorrow morning.  If not for yourselves, then for me.