the London time(s)...

As I leaf through the London Evening Standard on the tube ride home I chuckle as I read the weather... "a few spots of rain... Rather cloudy, with spells of rain... largly dry, with the risk of heavy rain..."

I can't help but laugh when I see something as simple as the weather be so, well... English!

A short moment later my smile fades to a frown as I realized that I have less than two weeks left in the UK--worse! I have less than ten days...

Soon I'll be back in Arizona where reading the weather is not only boring but downright depressing...

I knew my time in London would fly. Heck, even if I had been here for a year, I'm sure at the end of the 12 months I'd have been asking myself, 'where did the time go?' But it is what it is, right?

Rather than think about how fast the time went--or how little time I have left--for the next 10 days, I'm going to just enjoy the moment, and be grateful for the time I have!

Cheers,
-Dan