sofasurfers

“Welcome to London Heathrow. The outside temperature is 7 degrees and the sky is expected to remain overcast today.” Reassuringly dreary.

But then my travel-tuned eyes turned towards London: so used to they to looking out of foreign windows, gauging new cities, London was instinctively perceived through fresh eyes: all Victorian townhouses and real Christmas trees with tasteful, twinkling lights - London resembled a quaint little Christmas card. What’s more, people in the supermarket let me go first. I patted someone’s Dachshunds and chatted to their owner. Everything seemed to fit the Goldilocks rule of proportion - not too big, not too small. I felt a surge of London pride. This will put me in good stead for receiving couchsurfers in my house… For now it is time to pay it back.