13 years apart: in London

 It felt surreal to be in London again. The last I visited was in 2008 (confirmed after digging through my email correspondences) with mom. And because it was before the age of smartphones and googlemaps, I have almost no digital trace of that visit. No photos, no bookmarked locations. But again, everything seemed a little familiar, and deja vu's came back from time to time as I strolled around town. 

I do remember distinctively that we stayed in a hotel near St. James' Park, and that we ate fish and chips for dinner almost everyday. I honestly had no idea why we chose to stay there, the location this time in Piccadilly Circus was much more convenient. 

It was nearing Christmas, so the "christmas market" and the menorah was out in front of the National Gallery. And of course I had to include the lions! The winter morning light was spectacular.

Followed by a bit of a chaotic sketch of Piccadilly Circus itself. I think I was standing next to a Five Guys...

Golden Jubilee Bridge (view from South Bank). There was some space behind the elevator shaft that kept me out of pedestrian traffic.

I did the essential tourist stroll past London Eye and Westminster Bridge. The sunset was very intense and thankfully I was able to find myself a spot amongst the tourists jostling for photos

TfL Museum

Sunset at Tower Bridge