Last night's thanksgiving dinner was bibimbap at some random place near Leicester Square. It wasn't the best I've ever had by a mile, but it was certainly edible. I saw La Cage aux Folles afterward-- an excellent show as always, and quite well-done.
Today: shopping, TKTS booth, wandering about, theater in the evening. I have no idea what I'm seeing tonight, though.
My hotel room is microscopic-- a twin bed, a small desk and dresser, and a closet of a bathroom. Still, it's cheap and in an excellent location-- about a block from the intersection of Oxford Street & Charing Cross Road. Both Borders and Foyle's are a short walk away. Being on Oxford Street with the dollar reasonably strong seems dangerous...
I have a mobile, and I'm here until Sunday. Feel free to harass me via phone or text: 07551929403. The country code is 44, I believe. If you need anything brought back, let me know soon.