London Calling, Post 7 – Homeward bound
I’m kicking it, Heathrow style, in the lounge waiting for my flight to start boarding in an hour or so. I am CRAZY tired today, due in part to the fact that the guy down the hall from my room was apparently hosting some kind of house party in our miniscule rooms until nearly midnight last night. Please do me a favor – the next time you hear me talking about traveling to Europe, and…