Although this looks like another bucolic day in the park, Raquel and I actually went to the Sherlock Holmes museum this day. We didn't go in (although I don't know why because I would have lovvvvved it, I have loved Sherlock Holmes since I was twelve) but we ogled the outside of the building (never mind that 221 Baker St. never actually existed) and toddled around the gift shop. And then moved over to Regent's Park, which was just around the corner, and where is was a beautiful afternoon, except for an occasional very chilly wind. England just doesn't 'get' summer sometimes.
I'm currently in packing purgatory. I'm relocating, at least temporarily to Barcelona on Friday, and packing is hell as usual. I never have problems packing for short trips and usually just travel with my mini carry on suitcase. But oh. my. god. I hate looking at all my stuff and wondering how on earth I've acquired so much in however long it's been, and trying to gauge without a scale whether my suitcase will be overweight, and if so, how overweight, and who should I leave my extra sweaters with in the meantime and when are they home and how will I get the *&%&%^^# box to them... this is the unglamorous side of living abroad, peeps.
So I'll leave you with some more park pictures...
dress: Topshop via ebay, shoes: ancient Victorias, bag: via Mom, cardigan and scarf: borrowed from Raquel
Photos of me by Raquel
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