To the absolute surprise of no-one, I fell deeply and madly in love with London about two minutes after falling oh-so-gracefully out of my over-night bus from Paris. My friend Steph, who met me at Victoria Station, can attest to how coherent I was that morning. (Not very.) Nothing a pot of tea and a full English breakfast couldn’t fix. Then, off to my number one must-see: the British Museum.
In the Country of Heaven 