London, UK
When my plane arrived at Heathrow this morning I was frozen to my seat, too afraid to move. I had to give myself a mini-pep talk in order to gather up enough courage to get off the plane. It was a good thing I was a bit jet lagged because I don't know how I managed to make it through the day if I'd had complete control over my faculties. I might have had a nervous breakdown in the middle of Trafalgar Square.
The good news is... I love London! I had tried...