I need a plane ticket.

I miss London.

I miss the tube and the double decker buses.

I miss interracial couples.

I miss the crazy fashion.

I miss the smokey air.

I miss the humidity.

I miss the elephants on parade.

I miss the street music.

I miss reading the newspaper every night.

I miss walking everywhere.

I miss the silent kindness of the people.

I miss the smell of coffee in the morning.

I miss the accents.

I miss the hustle and bustle.

I miss the art.

I miss the want to get up and explore every morning.

I miss the inspiration.

I miss feeling like I was a part of something.

I miss the tall buildings.

I miss the melting pot of people.

I want to go back, I feel so out of place here.