Two weeks down in London town. First weekend started off well, with a friendly night at the pub watching football, followed by champagne and papa dams in the back patio of the Nepalese restaurant in the neighborhood, while waiting for a table large enough for the 10 of us. For a nicely dramatic effect, the restaurant lost power and we all had to shuffle through the slushy streets looking for a place still illuminated. Side note: I left California in 75 degree heat, wearing jeans, wooly knee socks, hefty boots, a tank top, t-shirt, long-sleeve, sweater, and jacket. Funny that everybody tells me I should have simply worn the 16 pounds of clothing I was overweight upon departure. Funny that within the period of my flight from London to the US and my return trip, United
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