We are concluding our journey in London, my (and Secondhand Smokette’s) favorite city in the world. Nephew Eric said that for all we have seen on our whirlwind adventure, London is the place that he definitely wants to visit again (if the strikers don’t shut the whole place down first).
Tomorrow, many hours in the air and home. What a bonne journee!
A few of my London photos:
The Dreadful Christ of Pär Lagerkvist
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The Possibility of Possibility
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The False Promise of No Contact
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