For a person who's lived in London for 8 years now, there has to be something about it that keeps me here. For all my raving about how good NZ is to the locals, and all the crap and bad weather London can bring sometimes London can present you with glorious moments.
Today, on a day off, I walked home from Covent Garden to Kensington. After a quick visit to Liberty (I'd seen it a million times but never gone into it), a quirky department store that seems half traditional high class shop and half quirky, off beat, alternative store. Worth a visit, just for the wooden beams.
Then a trip to the Apple Store and a first hand look of the MacBook Air. Many drawbacks but the thinness is magnetic. Endangering wallets everywhere.
But the glorious bit was walking across Hyde Park and Kensington Gardens as the sun sunk into the western sky over Heathrow. Unlike, most days, the flight paths were in reverse meaning we weren't looking at a plane on final approach to Heathrow every 30 seconds - just an occasional small jet coming in to land at London City.
London's buildings were in a golden glow, the traffic like the sound of surf on a beach in the distance. Long distance flights leaving glowing vapour trails high above the city.
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