Today that is exactly what I did. A few times, even. Running errands (we have, in theory, a new flat soon!), visiting old haunts, and then just hopping on a favorite route to see many of the places I've missed since last year Spring. The simple joy of seeing all sorts of iconic places on the day-to-day has never gotten old for me, and I hope it never will.
Right now I'm having a new romance with my old love. I feel so at home in this place 4000 miles away from where I grew up. In 3 days, crashing in a friend's spare room, I feel more like I live here than I did the whole time we were in the NYC area. London is my jam.
This won't get posted until later, but I'm writing this post (at about 4:45pm London time) while sitting in a churchyard of an 800 year old church (though the current building is merely from 1729). I just ate some take-out sushi that I bought from place mere feet from a Roman city wall. The bricks my legs are resting on are likely older than any building in the Midwest. Wisconsin, I will forever love you but you ain't got nothin' on this.
London - especially in the City of London - has this great way of letting old and new just run right into each other. Sometimes it doesn't work, but sometimes it just lets you feel connected in so many ways to all those people who came before and all those who have yet to be. It's pretty great and I'm so glad to be back.