I miss my time in London

I spent a semester in London (BEST. TIME. EVER.) and my friends who travel there are always asking me what are the best things to do and see in London.  It always makes me very nostalgic, because I wish I could live in London forever.  What a wonderful city, and I have great memories from my time there.  It's crazy how I can remember exact details of certain days I spent there, but I can barely remember what I did on Wednesday last week (other than go to cyberpedagogy).  It's so funny how I compartmentalize my memories.  Maybe I was just so happy there that most everything I did was worth remembering.  Or maybe I just really need to move back to London....