Believe it or not, I went to London immediately after my Iceland trip.
It's rare that I get to just hang when I'm visiting a city. Typically I'm on a mission to see everything, do everything, eat everything, which is pretty much an impossible task. Since this was my fifth trip to the motherland, I primarily focused on the later... eat everything.
It's funny. Every time I have a conversation with friends about NYC these days, it centers around whether one of us would move there. For most of my life I never thought that I would ever consider that city livable. No offense to any New Yorkers... it just didn't seem like it was for me. But I have completely changed my tune.
My sister had one wish for her 30th birthday: go to Lisbon. So guess what? We went to Lisbon. My MO when it comes to trip planning is to stalk the shit out of the destination. Needless to say, I knew what I wanted to eat, where I wanted to stay and the sights I needed to see before I even paid for my plane ticket.