When a man is tired of London, he is tired of life; for there is in London all that life can afford.

All of the hullabaloo surrounding the royal wedding has got me feeling very nostalgic for London. I lived there years ago and have been back a couple of times to visit. It will probably always be my favorite city. In honor of the occasion, I ventured into the depths of my closet, unearthed a dusty photo album, and scanned in a few photographs to share.

This was the view from my bedroom window. I lived in a split level flat on Paddington Street, above the Cherry Top Cafe (which sadly has been turned into something else now). One of the things I miss most about London is all of the nooks and crannies, weird doors, and winding staircases that seem unique to older British buildings.

The view from the balcony.

I passed this pretty area (Westminster Abbey) nearly every day on my way to school.

Regent's Park was near my flat, and I spent a lot of time there with friends. It was one of those places that held a little bit of magic; no matter what was going on in our lives, it was impossible to have a bad day there.

The William Wallace was one of many neighborhood pubs where I was given too many free pints.

(I didn't edit these photos at all after I scanned them because I like that they're faded and that some of the colors are a bit off.)

Have you ever lived in a place far from home that stayed with you, years later, like an indelible bond?

*Post title is a quote from Samuel Johnson