and it's been calling me for the past 30 years.
I've just returned from several weeks in the UK.
It was a vacation as I saw the incredible sites of London, of Aylesbury, Buckinghamshire and of Edinburgh, Scotland.
It was a lesson in history as I got to visit some amazing galleries and museums. And let's face it: just walking around is one big history lesson.
But mostly it was a journey; a journey that I've wanted to take my entire life. And it fulfilled everything I wanted it to. And more.
And as usual, it was the people. There was no need for me to meet the queen, because I was treated like one, everywhere I went. I am not kidding.
I was so lucky in that I stayed with friends the entire time. Old friends and some very new friends. And I met new people everywhere I went....on the plane, on the train and in the parks.....Hyde Park and Regent Park.
I tried food that I have never tried before: cactus, haggis , a British pint and a Scottish whisky. I had a cupcake every single day. Oh yes I did.
I truly loved it there and I can't wait to go back. I only have one question, should I stay, or should I go?
because London is calling......