What had I been waiting for?
That’s what I wondered as I explored London for the first time. It’s not like this was my first European rendezvous.
Instead of going to the place of my cultural heritage with a familiar language, I always opted for the continent’s more “exotic” offerings. Give me Italy, France, Spain, Switzerland, Norway, Austria, the Czech Republic and Hungary. So much more interesting having to navigate a new language, I reasoned.
Only now was I arriving in London. And it took a friend’s 50th birthday celebration to get me here. Oh, foolish me.