Where am I? Who am I?
Ahh, the first day on another side of the world. That’s not disorienting at all.
I woke up at about 5 a.m., and then used the eye mask from the plane to try to get a bit more sleep. The morning passed slowly and then finally it was time to get up, groggy, despite a full night of sleep. Yesterday we got in, got a phone setup, had a bite to eat, got settled and went to bed. Today we’re trying to figure out where we are, because most of your perceptions feel out of whack.
I mean I’ve been under-sleeping at home, and now we’ve changed your regular schedule by seven hours.
This is near where we are staying:
Can you guess? The BT Tower is in Fitzrovia, 627 feet tall and was, from 1964 until 1980, the tallest structure in the UK. It is a communications hub, primarily featuring subterranean fibre optic links and microwave transmissions. We can see it from our flat. It just sits there, glowing at us throughout the night. Hence the blindfold.
We had lunch at The Albany and dinner at The Green Man, which was basically next door to The Albany.
Tomorrow we’ll do some sightseeing. If we can figure out who I am.
