On my way to dc12

I'm writing this from a hotel room near Heathrow airport, where I'll spend the night—I don't like having to get up at early-o-clock in order to get to the airport, so I took a flight on the 30th in the comfortable afternoon, rather than one on the 1st in the uncomfortable morning.

Of course that means I get to spend the night in London tonight. As it happens, it'll be my first time that I'll do that; I've been in London before, but it's always been when I was in transit—changing planes or trains in Heathrow, or when I was on my way (by car) to Steve's last summer. But I've never been to London for London.

Tonight, that isn't the case either, but at least this time I'll get to see more of this city than the airport, King's Cross and Waterloo station, the underground, and the highway network.

And then tomorrow, again in the comfortable afternoon, I'll be on my way to Managua. I can hardly wait.