Closing Time

Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end.

So it is on my last night in London, I'm sitting here thinking about what an amazing six months I've had here. I was going to write a bit about the things I loved (and the things I didn't) but I just don't think my brain is up to it.

This past week has been a whirlwind of handover during the day, and eating waaaay too much at night. I did get to try some fantastic new restaurants though, so that was a definite plus. This week's gluttony has reached such a zenith that I'm pretty sure that my blood is no longer full of red blood cells; rather, I now consist simply of red meat and red wine. I am going to have to take things easy for a while...and perhaps eat something green, for a change.

When the dust settles and I'm safe and sound in New York, I'll kick my brain in gear and provide a better wrap-up of my last week in London. It will be a literal retrospective, but I am confident you'll cut me some slack on that one.

So until then friends, stay safe and well and I'll see you back "across the pond"!