Brilliant white clouds stare at me from outside my second storey window. It's squint-tastic out. A truely faded and washed-out day.
Is winter really back with a vengeance? I am sitting in my lounge room, with my overcoat on wondering what to do next. No agencies have called, so no work today. Shopping is an option, but do I really want to hit the town, without having earned anything for six weeks?
Greece and Italy are looking rosier and greener every moment. Lonely Planet guides call me from their pile beside the sofa. How about climbing to the awe aspiring acropolis or a vaporetto ride down the grand canal. I can't wait :)
These holidays have not been unfruitful, I have learned that:
Exploring London at dusk is amazing, especially from Tower Hill underground station, grab some grub and walk down to the water beside the Tower of London, on a beautiful clear day the sunset is amazing.
Dover is a delightful little place, and the chalky cliffs are quite impressive.
When booking tickets for the Globe Theatre, one can register as a Lord, Lady, Duchess, Princess etc., wonder if I will have to prove it when I collect those tickets!
