Do You Know The Muffin Man?

It's a dark and stormy night. Man...am I tired.

But, like every night for the past two months, I've been preoccupied with thoughts of Europe. And now, with one week to go, the anticipation is killing me.

I have resolved not to muck around with my travel plans any further. I've rearranged everything at least once, if not twice, and each time I found something new that I want to squish into the four and a half days that I have to spend in London. I've micro-managed every minute, starting from the moment I step off the plane. I think I'm being really optimistic about my level of energy on the day I arrive, but we'll see how it goes.

Thank goodness Kimmy will be with me in Copenhagen. We've already discussed what we're going to do while I'm there, but the bonus is that she knows where she's going and what we should and shouldn't see. So I've left that part of the trip well enough alone.

One of my recent additions to my whirlwind tour of London is dinner and a show. I found a restaurant in Covent Garden that offers dinner and theatre packages. How could I possibly go to the theatre capital of the world and not go to a big production? So, upon examination of my options, I've got a ticket to see The Producers. I still feel bad that I didn't go see it when it was here, but now's my chance, and it's actually cheaper (wow...I found something in London that's cheaper than it is here?). What made it especially funny is that the theatre where the show is playing is Theatre Royal Drury Lane. That's right, I'm going to Drury Lane.

Can't...hardly...wait...

"Then I saw her face, now I'm a believer"