What to do?

What do you do when your friend leaves you after 10 fantastic days together and you are alone and sad in a foreign city? Create a "home moment".
So Geoff left today and I went to Starbucks. The starbucks moment, the moment you are waiting for your drink after you order it, it is the same world 'round and it was a "home moment". My carmel mac was a bit different from how Sharelle, Sarah, or Cheryl (or the the many other starbucks employees (bless them all) make it at home for me, but still wonderful. I enjoyed my carmel mac and my girly book (thank you Laura for the book) and felt much better.
Anyhow, Geoff and I had some awesome adventures together in the last few days. We flew to Venice from Rome, only to find our hostel after wandering through multiple tiny little allies that one would never think of walking down. Then were led to our room, which was in the roof of a 4 story 200 year of building and was sufferingly hot. We were then to find that "air conditioning" in Venice means a fan (ha!). Venice is exactly as you would imagine, terribly wondrous and romantic, small bridges, winding canals, orchestras competing for the crowd in the main square, no cars, a pile of tourists, and the guys selling fake purses on the street. We visited most of the sites and spent a lot time trying to find our way around and eating gelato. Geoff insisted on putting his foot in the canal, so if in the next few weeks his foot mysteriously falls off please note that I told him so. Then on Thursday we took the bus to the airport to get to Paris, only to find out that "air conditioning" can also mean "when we are stuck in a traffic jam and not really moving at all the bus driver will open the doors in order to get some airflow in the bus, however when we start moving again the bus driver will close the doors in order to suffocate all passengers" (haha!)
My first visit too Paris was much too short. only 2 days, but we managed to cover a lot of area, and most of the main sites. I love Paris, it has certain, how do you say, "je ne sais quoi". The grandeur is something to be amazed at. Paris is so indescribable. I love cities at night, all the rough edges are hidden, and Paris is no exception. The tower all lit up, as well as the the beautiful buildings. The Eiffel tower has a certain appeal, for some reason you can't really take your eyes off it, it is mesmerizing. We tried to rent a scooter on Friday, but to no avail. Next time I go back I will definitely risk my life and rent a scooter for a day and see the city that fashion.
After Paris we were lucky enough to stay in London with Hazel and Chris. After many weeks of travel, it has been nice to be at a home with friends, to just relax. Hazel and Chris took us to Camden market yesterday (definitely think I will go back there with Sharelle and Brenda), and we had a lovely Sunday pub lunch of roast beef and yorkshire pudding (my favorite) and then wandered about the vintage shops in the market.
As mentioned Geoff has left today, and tomorrow a new lag of my journey begins. I will pick up my mom at the airport and then the following day we fly out to Bulgaria. I checked the weather report for Sofia today, this week a day low of 32 degrees and a high of 42 degrees. So if I end up just a puddle of sweat on a Sofia street corner don't be surprised.
So tonight I am watching Cornation Street and East Enders while drinking tea with Hazel and her flat mate....I am basically English!
Miss you all, hope all is well with you.