S. Worthen | Weblog

The flight to London was uneventful. I watched 'Bride and Prejudice', and dozed, thanks to the comfort of a new neck pillow. The flight was thanksfully short, thanks to particularly strong tailwinds. We landed in the pre-dawn darkness. Of course the hotel couldn't check us in a 9 am, so we bought croissants at Pret a Manger and ate them, warm, tender, and tasty, in the early morning light in St. James Park. The air was cold, but the light was lovely, pelicans gliding on the waters, the occasional bundled-up tour group walking by.

The rest of the day was spent in bouts of shopping and sleeping.

In the evening, we went over to a friend's house for dinner. C.S. and I met in a Syntax course at UMass, years ago. We've kept in touch, and last night she hosted us for an evening of veggie curry, mango malai, and wonderful conversation. Her life has been interesting, and usefully for me, her partner is a medieval historian, one with two book contracts and a published book on castles.

My next job application is ready to mail, and I'm off to the British Library for the afternoon.