Five years ago I was in London with my dad and sister, trying to figure out how to flush the toilets at Heathrow and realizing that using our fake British accents in London probably wasn't the best show of respect.
Ahhhh, London. How I love thee! I love your craziness and your weird sandwiches and your terrible food (unless it is ethnic). I love that you are historical to the max, but modern as well. I wish I could be there for London 2012, but I will settle for watching you on TV and reading The Londoner.
But someday...someday...More Than the Mulberries and I will be there to embrace you again!