Tuesday, March 13, 2012

I am made of mush right now. Sleep deprived, dehydrated, alcohol-sodden mush. A week and a half ago I flew to London. I walked, I ate, I worked, I sightsaw. Wednesday I flew to Dublin. I crossed the country, visited the family homestead, drove back, went to a wedding, strolled Dublin, and flew to New York yesterday. I had a birthday dinner with my dad, caught up with friends, and was escorted by those friends to a very hot bath and some chamomile tea. Thank god for that.

Tomorrow I fly to Austin for SXSW. I really can't wait, but I'd better be very very nice to my body so it doesn't break down on me even more.

Here's a few select phone shots from London - will post more on Dublin later.

View from the Thames
 Morning run along the river
 My travel uniform. I'm a packing ace by now.
 Atop the London Eye.
I realized while walking by Big Ben that most of my mental images of it are from disaster movies where it gets blown up.
 Food pilgrimage to Ottolenghi.
 I could eat nothing but Ottolenghi for the rest of my life and be a happy happy lady.

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