The queen’s house in Greenwich
London’s street sign system is completely absurd: streets turn into other streets all the time without any form of physical sign changes, and a lot of Brits tend to give wrong directions. I haven’t actually gotten lost since I’ve been here, but I’ve missed my street or made a wrong turn more times than I can count.
Today was a picnic at Greenwich and half of The Portrait of Dorian Gray. I loved that Basil was a photog instead of a painter. Haa.
Sarah says that I look like Lucy from the Peanuts.
We definitely have the same hair.