With no idea what to expect, I boarded the plane. Now there are few words that can capture the affect this trip had on me.

When the queen asks you ’round for tea, you go. When she doesn’t, you go anyway and do your best to fit in among the commoners.

Ali isn’t wasting any time. And I am seeing things I haven’t managed to cross off my list in nearly two years.

On Wednesday I try my best to make sure I contact my dad. Whether it’s an email or a phone call, it’s kind of our day. So, this post is for my dad. I hope you enjoyed it. www.drewandjengotolondon.com

Just come on in – we’re catching up on old times, but you are welcome to join us.

Southern girls bring food to parties. Sometimes I get a little out of control.

I don’t even remember Hot Cross Buns. My piano teacher would not be surprised.