Anywhere else but here

There are days like today... when I wish I was somewhere else. In another place, another city, country, in the company of different people, wearing different clothes, tasting new exotic foods, experimenting, experiencing, learning.. even breathing different air!

I miss in particular one place most. London.
What is it about this city that I find so magical and warm? So diverse and multicultural, crowded and hustling with people and yet it felt like home away from home.
I stayed there for a few summers as a student, never have I felt homesick or lonely.

Hyde Park.... the long walks I had in its winding paths and that hard butt-numbing bench I sat ate many meals alone or simply sat to sketch a still life object.

My university campus and its never-ending buzz. The stressing professors and the corridors I roamed through for many weeks, avoiding a deadline or simply coz I had nothing better to do...

The subway. The chinese take-outs. My loud mini-fridge in my dorm room. Big Ben's image. The long waiting list at Jamie Oliver's "fifteen" restaurant. The British accent "Oi!". The red telephone cabins and London Heathrow airport.
Ahhh London City.