This week has been strange. It's gone by as in a daze. It's partly the new office - new routines, new locations, builder swarming around us desperately trying to finish up the last bits and pieces. It's partly been the change in my commute, an extra change and a new few minutes walk from the station to work, through much busier parts of London, trying to avoid being run down by buses and taxis.
I think I like it. I love coming in to Charing Cross in the morning, the sights along the train tracks between London Bridge and Charing Cross are ... interesting. The tracks are raised above street level, and you get to see all the quirky warehouse conversions mixed with an eclectic collection of century old buildings while you seem to float between them almost at roof level.
I enjoy the walk up past Trafalgar Square and St. Martin-in-the-fields, past the theaters and the bustle that we lacked near Victoria Station.
And I've already made use of the proximity to china town once to pick up dim sum from my favorite Chinese restaurant, New World (a must if you visit London and love dim sum, though expect shoddy service).
All I'm waiting for now is the days to get longer... It still doesn't feel like spring.