London

I've been listening to Brandon Heath's song, "London," pretty much non-stop this week, and now I miss London. It's silly, because it's not like I've been there a billion times (in fact, unless you count camping out in the airport, I've only been there once), but there's something about listening to that (somewhat sappy) song about snapping pictures of Parliament and Big Ben ringing and standing by the River Thames that makes me reminisce about the amazing time I had there one year with my two best friends.

It wouldn't be the same if I went back, I'm sure, but it was one of those trips that I won't ever forget. Unless I get dementia, or maybe Alzheimer's.

Other than that, though, I pretty much expect to remember it!