Am flying off to London in a few hours...going to meet mum dad and the gang o drunkards I called friends...still call actually. A weeks too short for this kind of thing, but bloody corporate america and its holiday schedule. Anyway, a week will do.
This one's going to be a wicked trip - I can feel it - like my spine's twinging with the excitement it gets whenever I look back at those days, only now it can smell it too...smell it real close.
Hope the weather holds up.