Convoluted Urban Planning (or England: What the Hell?)

New Yorkers are spoiled.

This applies to many aspects, but I speak mainly of the luxury that is afforded in living in a city with an idiot-proof layout complete with right angles and numbered streets.

No such convenience here. Christine and I got spectacularly lost last night after a fleeing an uber-trendy bar (which very much rattled our Jeopardy!-lovin' sensibilities). Streets and passages thrown helter-skelter, streets that turn into other streets for no discernibly good reason, and a complete disregard for simple cardinal directions had us mighty confused.

Although considering we haven't been here for too very long, I suppose we shouldn't despair yet. We'll get the hang of it eventually.

Robyn