POSTCARD: Where Did All the Pigeons Go?!

Where Did All the Pigeons Go?! Trafalgar Square, London. I remember a lot more pigeons the last time I visited Trafalgar Square, perhaps it was the season (summer instead of fall). Trafalgar Square is one of my favorite spots in all of London, there's just so much energy, from the fountains to the horde of people to the drone and rumblings of the London cabs and double-deck buses weaving around the area (it's like a big rotunda/roundabout); and then there's Lord Admiral Nelson on his tall column overlooking it all. This time around I was drawn to the spraying fountains. It's a great place to decompress before or after your visit to the National Gallery (upper right)... I just realized, I don't remember seeing any bird seed salesmen!

POSTCARD: Taking a Break on the Steps of St. Paul's Cathedral

Taking a Break on the Steps of St. Paul's Cathedral

Taking a Break on the Steps of St. Paul's Cathedral

POSTCARD: St. Paul's Cathedral and Millenium Bridge

St. Paul's Cathedral and Millenium Bridge

St. Paul's Cathedral from the far end of the Millenium Bridge near the Tate Modern.

"Sir Richard Branson I presume?"."Pleased to make your acquaintance."

between (and including) San Francisco International Airport and London Heathrow

I do not think I have ever been more excited about getting on a plane than I was when boarding this flight from San Francisco to London on Virgin Atlantic. Don't get me wrong, I love me any destination, but flying has always been the "necessary evil" to getting there. Unless you fly business- or first-class every trip (I have a few (too few, too few) times, which makes flying economy worse; when you've had a little taste of heaven, hell becomes a lot more hellish), we have all endured narrow seats, a sliver of legroom, not fit for late night in-flight entertainment, and meals that make vending machine food look like haute cuisine. The allure of travel has never been about boarding a plane and the several or so hours in between before being able to (thankfully) disembark. I've heard good things about Virgin Atlantic, and Sir Richard Branson, the owner, is something of a maverick and someone I actually admire, so I was hoping some of his character is found in his airlines and service. Having found a ridiculously good deal on airfare, I was even more looking forward to boarding flight VS020 from SFO to LHR (you know how things have the perception of having more value when you know you got a good deal).

POSTCARD: Fish's Throw Away from Big Ben

LONDON, England, U.K.

A "fish's throw" away from Big Ben and the Parliament building, on the other side of the Thames next to the London Eye. I suppose a "fish's throw" is slightly further away than a "stone's throw" *groan*

Forecast was for rain all day long. Forecast was mercifully wrong, but it was still cold and windy. I have to admit we were lucky to see (if not feel the warmth of) the sun for most of the day.

Again my laziness haunts me, if only I used my polarizer, the harsh glare on the foreground might have been more forgiving *ugh*