London in winter.
I will admit....I was skeptical about going.
I'm not sure why, I guess my expectations weren't very high.
Boy, was I ever wrong.
The weather was crisp, but enjoyable with a scarf and hat.
The city was full of surprises around every corner.
It's truly ancient, but clean and orderly.
The language is familiar.
(A fact you take for granted until the waiter appears at your table.)
The traffic patterns are completely different.
Honestly, how many times have you looked left first when crossing a road?
The history is old, and you begin to feel like things are done the way they are done because they have been done that way for years.
Oh, and she's not far from a few other sights as well.
(2 hours later and we were in Paris where the buildings and people were different and the world was much, much colder.)
I highly recommend London in Winter.
The lines are shorter.
The days are grayer (but there's no need for sunglasses).
The food's not bad (though I highly recommend sticking to ethnic).
The architecture is old, old, old.
The parks are beautiful and the lines are short.
The transportation is easy to navigate.
The surprises are endless.
There is never a shortage of things to do.
Thank you, London, I had a wonderful time.