The last day of work went well. It was sad to say goodbye. But I'm sure I will work again with some of them. The life of a Foreign Service Officer is not static, so there is a chance that we will work together in some other location. I hope so anyway. I took one last photo of the Eisenhower statue as I left the area.
I took a last longish walk tonight. First I rode the tube from Bond Street to Holborn. From there I walked down to Covent Garden. I had seen a dress over the weekend in a shop on Kings Road but I was too tired to try it on then. There is the same shop in Covent Garden and since that is closer, I went there. They had the dress. I tried it on and it didn't fit. Now I don't have to wonder about that anymore.
Since I was down in an area that doesn't have great bus coverage and the tube was packed and hot, I decided to walk for a bit. I was on the street that starts out as Long Acre, then changes name to Cranbourn Street, changes again to Coventry Street and finally gets called Piccadilly. Along that street I passed Leicester Square, the entrance to Chinatown, and the Eros statue in Piccadilly Circus.
By that time, I was close enough to Fortnum and Mason that I decided to go in one last time. I believe I have bought enough tea to start my own revolution. That's why I need an extra suitcase -- for the tea and shortbread cookies that have become my vice. Upon completing my shopping, I walked back to Regent Street where I hopped on bus #453 which took me to Baker Street. Regent Street at night is really pretty. I like the lights.
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