Six

After hitting my snooze button numerous times and ignoring the light coming from my window, I was able to get myself out of bed at 11:00AM.  So lazy, I know.  I meant to wake up earlier to look at art at the Tate with my uncle, but instead I just ended up meeting him for lunch there.  I think I'll go back later when the Munch exhibit drops by.  We walked around for about an hour or so after lunch and then stopped to get some pistachio gelato from Gelatorino.  It was a pleasant afternoon.  After some browsing around (and stopping by Muji, which I am convinced is my uncle's favorite store), it was time to say farewell to hipster uncle!  I'm sad he's gone, but I'll see him in another six months or so.  

Speaking of the number six, I have exactly six weeks left in London as of today.  It's strange to think that a quarter of my time here has already passed.  There's still so much left to do!