We'd met once before, when Victor and I went to New York and Grace got up at four in the morning to drive there from Richmond! I think she drove for eight or nine hours straight! Craziness!
We did some of the standard London touristy stuff together - went to St. Paul's Cathedral, Portobello Road market, Platform 9. 3/4, almost adopted a child-sized Paddington Bear...
Not to mention she stepped on the caution lines outside the Barbican, in spite of the sign that clearly states "CAUTION: DO NOT STEP ON THE CAUTION LINES!" - Madwoman!
After living with us for about a week, and discovering such European culinary delights as soft-boiled eggs (What is the sunny side up you speak of? Bah!) and hot tea, and taking pictures of our breakfast (Norwegian salmon and egg, baby!) because it looked so yum...
...and yes, I was the greedy pig who had two slices of melon, because you can never have too much melon... then we went to Norway to check out the Motherland. And then, Grace went back to the States. Oh noes!
Now we are back to conducting our sordid internet affair over facebook, and I miss this girl like nothing else!
...And yes, as Grace was rather horrified to discover, Victor and I are the sort of couple who dress the same. Like, all the time.
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