I’m off to London this morning. The car to the airport is due to arrive in just over an hour. I’m ready, but now begins the race to get Tod up, dressed and out the door on time. He has coffee at his bedside, but I’m afraid it isn’t working yet. In a few minutes I will break out the heavy artillery–English muffins.
I’m looking forward to escaping Tokyo for a little bit but it’s odd to realise I’m traveling to a foreign country where I won’t have to struggle with the language. I wonder if I’ll speak Japanese by accident?
