Finally we sleep in, still massively jet-lagged, rousing at three in the afternoon to enjoy Covent Garden, Apple Market, Chinatown, Brick Lane and Banglitown. We take a taxi to Brick Lane, walking past a dozen Bangladeshi restaurants, then down a side street. A neon sign boasts “Chef of the Year.” As we approach, we realize we took the bait. A …
London Calling
We lock, doors, close shades, power down, say goodbye to Ojai until December. A quick lunch at Whole Foods in Venice, then evan drops us off at LAX Terminal B. The British Airways flight at the front of Coach is unremarkable, due in part to the Russian girl on the window who keeps her shade down from take-off through landing …