Half term is survival mode with sparkles. Don’t try to do everything. Pick three things. Linger. Eat snacks. Laugh at the chaos.
London will still be here tomorrow, probably arguing about the weather. But today? You’re making memories that involve melted cheese, grumpy walruses, and a ball pit where you got stuck for twenty minutes. That’s the good stuff.
Now go. The city is waiting. And it’s a total weirdo. Embrace it.