Paradoxically, one of the safest times to cycle in London is during rush hour. That’s when there are so many cyclists on the road, that it is impossible for motorists not to see us. There’s safety in numbers, and the numbers are steadily increasing.
Gone are our days of weekend trips to the Alps or the Acropolis, goodbye to train rides to Edinburgh and Paris.
Brits can wield their silverware with an ease and precision unimaginable to the American mind. Although I’m slowly learning to eat with both a knife and fork, I found myself a bit self-conscious when dining with Brits.
Last summer, I wrote that it was hard to imagine living anywhere in London other than Walworth. But when our lease at our flat ended last September, we were loth […]
Although David and I have been thoroughly in denial about our impending departure from London, it’s time to face the facts that our stint as UK residents sadly is drawing […]
It’s been nearly a year since my last post featuring strange London street signs. The names of the streets haven’t gotten any less odd; I’ve just been rather less vigilant about […]
This month, around 100,000 international students will arrive in London to begin postgraduate and undergraduate courses. As I was one of that great horde last year, here’s some friendly advice […]