Impromptu midweek date nights are the best. Especially when you know that in three more days you’ll be back on opposite sides of the Atlantic.

We bagged the usual work-night routine (which now that one of us lives in London is neither usual nor routine) in favor of a stroll through the Olypic Sculpture Park to watch the sun set.

Followed by a sushi dinner at Umi, where we sat at the counter and told the chef to just make us whatever she wanted (it was amazing).

I love how a move to London has helped me appreciate more clearly the charms of Seattle.