On our weekend day in London, we made the absolute most of the perfect blue skies and walked our way to one of my favorite spots - Westminster Bridge near the houses of parliament. This was the first place I went after touching down in London and dropping my bags at my college flat. My friend Carrie and I took the tube down to Westminster stop to see the clock tower and prove to ourselves that we had in fact actually moved to London - and that we were not dreaming.
This time I had the same urge to feel that magical joy of standing on the precipice of a dream and my reality. Here I was finally back in London...with my husband....and one of my best friends...and did I mention the sunshine? We had a right romp around.Read More