I write this sitting in Caby's family lounge! I would stream tonight, but I've just gotten situated in Cardiff with all my logins and shower stuff and I've been recuperating. The world can wait a week.

I am rather glad we stayed in London a day less this time. It's a lovely city, but it sure is noisy. And big. And we had a few snags navigating back to Cardiff. We had to contend with line maintenance—the Piccadilly Line that normally services Heathrow was partially closed, leading to us using the District and Elizabeth lines to avoid resorting to the buses—and missing our coach and having to buy tickets for another. We arrived in Cardiff on a cold, late night, crampy and a bit nausesous, immediately had chippy, and all pain was healed.

That said, we did do a little bit of adventuring in London! We made our way out to Soho and visited Sister Ray, one of those fabled London record stores, and one we looked very out of place in. Honestly, the store was pretty unremarkable, great selection, prices pretty typical for a used record store, but Soho is kinda the artsy part of London, and two big teenagers in sweats and hoodies is not their typical clientele, let's say.

I did pick up a disc I've been after, My Bloody Valentine's EP's 1988-1991, some old favorites, the first Pretenders record and the CD single for Eels' Novocaine for the Soul (I tried Beautiful Freak as a whole and found it to be a pretty unlistenably maudlin record, but that song is killer), and one I really want to try again, the Breeders' Last Splash. I do love me some Breeders, but I have never quite gotten into this, their biggest, record like I have their others. (They're not the only band I can say that about—I still have to give Queens of the Stone Age's Songs for the Deaf another go.)

Aiming to write some tomorrow! For now, I'll just keep chatting on Aftersleep and watching Caby clean the piggo cage. (The piggos don't like me yet. Moonie was alright with me though, she's my favorite.)