You Know It's Gonna Be Good When...

There's only 1 lonely, solitary picture to accompany today's tales.

Hm.

Am I tired of taking pictures?

Perhaps.

So - to make up for it -

I thought I'd include some random favorite pictures of mine.

Ha.

mmm...

It's just a glance - a peek really -  into me.

Which is more appropriate than I realized given our activity this morning.

We went on a "goodbye" run of London.

Ellie and I decided yesterday to dedicate several hours to a run where we would get to see some of the sights of London - getting one last peek, so to speak - and say, "Goodbye."

So we took off around 7:00am and ran...

through Hyde Park...

in front of Buckingham Palace...

around Westminster Abbey....

past Parliament (Big Ben)...

over the Thames...

under the London Eye...

past the National Theater...

close to the foot of St. Paul's Cathedral...

and everything in between, of course. 

It was only 1 hour and 45 minutes, followed by an intense ab workout. 

No biggie.

Then, with dripping hair from a shower, we scurried to our finals.

Yup, folks.

Finals.

Am I done with my classes here officially?

Yes. 

Did I go home and nap to celebrate?

NO! 

I went shopping.

:(

More souvenir shopping.

I think I'm officially done, which feels good.

Then I came home and napped.

Tonight was our last show together as a group.

Haunting Julia.

The advertising poster looks like this:

Was I scared out of my wits to go into the theater and watch this show?

Heck yes.

It's in times like these that a strong, brave, comforting fiance comes in handy.

But there were none to be found.

Sad day.

But we proceeded into the theater anyway.

This is the 1 picture taken yesterday, by the way! Grand, isn't it?

After nearly 2 hours of high anxiety, nail-biting suspense, 

I thought...

Well, I guess I'm going to have to see another show before I leave because there's no way I'm ending on that note!

Plan for my last show?

The Phantom of the Opera.

Oh yeah.