So this is the view out my window just north of London. I flew home from Belfast on Tuesday, and just as we were waiting to board the plane I looked out the gate windows and you could see nothing just dim little lights no planes. So true to the saying that London fog is as thick as pea soup. Though is has its redeeming qualities it's very pretty in the morning when I go running and the light cast there beams through the tress and fog. However if you have naturally curly hair this is not the time to spend an hour straightening it...just trut me on that one.
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