London Luck

I'm writing this on a train from London to Edinburgh, and while I'm crazy-excited to spend the next week exploring Scotland, I'm also feeling awfully lucky at the moment to live in London.

Last night after work I met up with my visiting friend Meredith and we went for a LONG walk. We started at the British Museum, walked through Covent Garden, down south and across the river to Southbank, towards Southwark, then back across the river and up to Westminster, Trafalgar Square, and finally ending up back in Covent Garden for a nice dinner. We saw sights like the Houses of Parliament, Westminster Abbey, the London Eye, the Shard, the skyline of the City skyscrapers, West End theaters, and so much more.

It was a gorgeous, sunny evening, and as she kept commenting about how beautiful it all was, and what a great city London is, I found myself looking around and thinking, "Well....yeah!"

I think it's useful sometimes to see your city through the eyes of a wide-eyed newbie. Maybe I should be appreciating London a bit more. Maybe it's become commonplace, or maybe I'm just too quick to think about the things that aren't exactly as I envisioned them being at this point in my life. I thought I'd have a bigger flat, I thought I'd have a car, and probably lots of other things too, but when I just look around at what I do have, and where I do live ... I'm really pretty insanely lucky.

I've struggled a little bit with coming to terms with London. Sometimes I don't feel like I've completely connected with it in the way I have with a few of the other cities I've lived in, like Geneva or San Francisco. 

But regardless of how long I actually end up living in London, I don't want to look back later in life and think that I didn't take advantage of it, or appreciate it in every way that it deserves.

You got me, London. I'm lucky to be here.