I travelled on two buses, two planes, three trains, four Tubes, and two feet.
I endured London’s rush-hour (packed Tubes made bearable by the cold weather) and water (one film of scum on your tea, sir, or two?), but the famous snow was long-gone.
I also caught up with two friends and did a bit of exploration of the impressive St Pancras train station.
Oh, and I passed the LibDem MP, asteroid campaigner, and former Cheeky Boy Lembit Opik on the concourse of Victoria station in London on Monday evening. He didn’t recognise me, though.
Not that he let on, anyway.