Ah...London. You know you belong in a city when you break into a huge grin just walking through the airport. It's been 10 years since I lived here but I feel like I never left. I went to my old neighborhood, had breakfast at my favorite spot, and walked around a lot.  It was pretty cold and I am really tired so I headed back to Heathrow around 3.  Flat Stanley enjoyed the London Eye and Big Ben.

I was rearranging all the carry-ons back at the airport and a man near me collapsed -- it seems he had a heart attack.  First Responders were there almost immediately but it didn't look good.  : (  They were still doing CPR after I left some time later. 

Need to find something to eat and most importantly, avoid all of the temptations at Heathrow Duty Free!  All of my favorites, lined up one after another : )