just got bitchslapped by wanderlust

I have no idea why, but sitting at my desk right now I wish so badly that I was in London today. This has never happened before. I'm often homesick(?) for Salamanca, but I was in London for such a short time that it never crosses my mind. But right now I am in the mood to be somewhere familiar yet completely foreign, where I stand out but fit in at the same time, and where I can walk endlessly. London is the only place I can think of that fits this description.